As I am sure you all well know, there's a major snow storm happening right now. It's the biggest storm we've had since 1996.
The entire world feels like it's stopped. Or more accurately, frozen. My office is closed, which is seriously saying something, since we never close. Everything is covered in thick blankets of wet snow. Branches are heavy and sagging with lengths of white. Everything is silent as fat flakes swirl in the wind. Most streets haven't even been plowed, everyone is inside.
I ventured out to try to dig out my car some, which I soon realized was pointless as the street I'm parked on hasn't even been plowed. I gave up and decided to go on a snowventure and walk to Kelly's house. The walk was like hiking through the arctic – the wind is brash and after half a block I could barely see. But it was beautiful, lovely, white, freezing. I trudged on and surprised Kelly. She rewarded me with fresh brownies and half of an episode of the Jersey Shore. (...I don't know. It was like watching a car wreck.)
During the Blizzard of '96 my Mom-Mom had just passed. All of my family members had come to town for the funeral when the storm hit. 13 people and 1 dog all got trapped in my parents' tiny row home (with 1, count it, ONE bathroom) for something crazy like 4 days.
This blizzard couldn't be more different. I'm alone in my apartment with the cats. Kate and Gary are stuck at Deb's and I nearly got trapped at my uncle's last night (poor guy is nursing a broken fibula, which he fractured falling on ice from the last snow storm), but made it home just in time before the serious snow came. I have plenty of food and lots of booze (although, no one to drink it with), cats to snuggle with and movies galore.
Snow is still falling thick and heavy. It's expected to continue throughout the evening. It makes me wonder if everything will still be closed up tomorrow, too.
Happy snowpocolypse to you and yours!
The entire world feels like it's stopped. Or more accurately, frozen. My office is closed, which is seriously saying something, since we never close. Everything is covered in thick blankets of wet snow. Branches are heavy and sagging with lengths of white. Everything is silent as fat flakes swirl in the wind. Most streets haven't even been plowed, everyone is inside.
I ventured out to try to dig out my car some, which I soon realized was pointless as the street I'm parked on hasn't even been plowed. I gave up and decided to go on a snowventure and walk to Kelly's house. The walk was like hiking through the arctic – the wind is brash and after half a block I could barely see. But it was beautiful, lovely, white, freezing. I trudged on and surprised Kelly. She rewarded me with fresh brownies and half of an episode of the Jersey Shore. (...I don't know. It was like watching a car wreck.)
During the Blizzard of '96 my Mom-Mom had just passed. All of my family members had come to town for the funeral when the storm hit. 13 people and 1 dog all got trapped in my parents' tiny row home (with 1, count it, ONE bathroom) for something crazy like 4 days.
This blizzard couldn't be more different. I'm alone in my apartment with the cats. Kate and Gary are stuck at Deb's and I nearly got trapped at my uncle's last night (poor guy is nursing a broken fibula, which he fractured falling on ice from the last snow storm), but made it home just in time before the serious snow came. I have plenty of food and lots of booze (although, no one to drink it with), cats to snuggle with and movies galore.
Snow is still falling thick and heavy. It's expected to continue throughout the evening. It makes me wonder if everything will still be closed up tomorrow, too.
Happy snowpocolypse to you and yours!
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