Yep, we got dumped on. Bigtime. I think the final amount was 57 cm which translates to about 23 inches. Then the blowing and drifting started. It started around midnight on Saturday night. I went to a Christmas party Saturday night at Shell's place, and her daughter Becca was at my house babysitting. I drove the 20 or so kilometres home around quarter to one in the morning very slowly, since the snow was blowing all over the place. By the time we woke up yesterday morning, in the midst of the storm, it was clear that Becca wasn't going anyplace. Fortunately, news of the coming storm had started on Friday, and the girls and I spent Saturday going to the grocery store, the library and the video rental place.
We watched a bunch of movies, made cookies, and when cabin fever set in, we went and played in the snow for a bit. I spent a sweaty hour with Murray around 3, but as you can see, the snow just kept right on coming.
This is a picture of my back deck. You can use the height of the counter for scale:
We watched a bunch of movies, made cookies, and when cabin fever set in, we went and played in the snow for a bit. I spent a sweaty hour with Murray around 3, but as you can see, the snow just kept right on coming.
This is a picture of my back deck. You can use the height of the counter for scale:
Erm, the bottle of Grand Marnier is also strictly for scale. Honest.
The picture below is either my barbecue or a baby Alp.
The house across the street. The snow has drifted up as far as the windows, which are about 3-4 feet above ground level.
Update: Apparently, much like some of the other men in my life, Murray has let me down. After starting and blowing about 10 feet, he quit and I haven't been able to start him again. Why am I not surprised? So I tackled Mt. Plow Ridge the old-fashioned way.
I'm very tired now.
The picture below is either my barbecue or a baby Alp.
The house across the street. The snow has drifted up as far as the windows, which are about 3-4 feet above ground level.
Update: Apparently, much like some of the other men in my life, Murray has let me down. After starting and blowing about 10 feet, he quit and I haven't been able to start him again. Why am I not surprised? So I tackled Mt. Plow Ridge the old-fashioned way.
I'm very tired now.
Take your grand marnier off the counter, pour yourself some and relax...
ReplyDeleteSo here's what I want to know: Are the schools closed today?
ReplyDeleteThat is quite an impressive shoveling job. Great workout!
Susan - great idea! But maybe I'll wait til tonight and take a glass in to the bubble bath that I've promised myself. I think I'll need a soak for the muscles.
ReplyDeleteJen - Nope. Schools are open. School busses, however, have been cancelled, so my girls are upstairs watching a movie while I surf blogs, I mean work on my website update project from home.
Holy moley. If that much snow fell in my area, it would be considered an enormous catastrophe. Schools and life as we know it would be shut down for about a week.
ReplyDeleteI hope that Murray gets better soon, in time for the next storm!
Wow! That's alot of snow! I don't think I've ever in my life seen snow that deep in person...
ReplyDeleteAlison I feel your pain.
ReplyDeleteWhile not 57 cm, we did get 32 cm which is unheard of here. Damn lake effect.
Why or why were you not drinking the Grand Marnier while shovelling??