Of course I don’t know for sure (eww if I did), but as a psuedo-amateur weather enthusiast, I came upon an article over at the
WashingtonPost.com weather blog page that may have shed light on the time I was
conceived to enter existence. And sure
there may be better worldly circumstances in which to be conceived, but few
would surpass a massive surprise snowstorm no?
According to this report, there was a pretty significant
surprise snow event that occurred in the D.C. Metro area on President's Day back
in 1979. They were expecting a few inches
at most, but ended up getting walloped for a foot or two of snow. Now I can’t think of a better time than a
massive surprise snowstorm to cuddle up with the wifey. Taking in consideration the typical 9 months
is takes babies to incubate inside their host, I was born in early November
that year…almost 9 months later from the snowstorm exactly lol.
Anyways, I was supposedly a “late” baby so that would push
me to early Feb. late Jan. conception time period… I don’t know why I thought about this…because
yes it is slightly disturbing to think about now that I think about it more. I guess I just found it interesting the date
of the storm and my birth.
LOL. That was funny, Keith.
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