I love snowstorms. Growing up in Wyoming, I think it was something I just took for granted. Now I get very excited about some decent snow! What I also took for granted was people having common sense in a snowstorm. After being in Washington DC during Snowmageddon, I knew that common sense during snowstorms was not a strong point around here. And that’s putting it nicely.
Snowzilla showed up Friday night. It was properly named snowstorm Jonas (…what a terrible name for a snowstorm. It just makes me think of Jonah and the Whale, a story I find annoyingly ridiculous). It stopped snowing at some point Saturday night or early Sunday morning. We got a lot of snow–I’d estimate that where we live, we are easily at 22-24″. Official measurements in our surrounding area range from 22″-28″. That’s a lot of snow for anywhere, but for a city that doesn’t function in snow, that’s a spectacular amount.
Now…the dog loves snow. But we had a bit of an incident last year with her paws, and so now she has to wear booties to protect them from the salt and the snow. She looks ridiculous (and ridiculously cute) in her booties, and likes to be melodramatic about how much she hates them. Case in point? I had to drag her down the hall this morning (ok, fine, there may have been some carrying involved) because she doesn’t like to walk in them. And then when we get outside, she starts prancing and jumps into a snow bank.
She got to be off leash all day yesterday, which made her super excited. We had to be a bit more careful today due to her child-hating ways (only one child stared at her long enough to get barked at). But she was thrilled to play in the snow, attack snowballs, and have everyone tell her how cute she is.
We went out last night for a friend’s birthday; so many stuck vehicles, including a police cruiser (and the police helping a separate car right in front of that one). The plowing yesterday was pretty much non-existent, but they do have some of the main arteries cleared off this morning. Our street, however, will probably not see a plow until Wednesday, maybe? I will not be driving to work in the next few days, that’s for certain.
But hey, it’s gorgeous, no? Gotta enjoy it before it turns to mushy brown sludge, like any good city snow does.