A Day In The Life Of A Snowtastrophe

The descriptions of this blizzard are endless. Snowmaggedon. Snowpocalaypse. Snowtastrophe. Snowlacaust. Or my favorite: winter.

A sledding path to the street.

OK so that’s a bit harsh, it *is* the worst storm in decades and it dumped a good 20 inches. And last night’s “thundersnow” was pretty cool, I’d never before seen lightning during a snowstorm. We’ve got about 4 feet of alps formed just outside our garage. So I’ll admit it, this was a spectacular storm.

I’m just glad we’re all home.

Logan went to day care yesterday and Ethan and I tried to pick him up before the blizzard hit, but it turns out everyone else headed home early, clogging the roads. What usually is a 40 minute round trip, took me two hours. On the way home, I could only see about a quarter a mile in front of me and at times both boys were crying simultaneously. It was fun, let me tell you.

Then Hubby tried to leave work early and the trains were crazy packed. He waited for about an hour on the platforms to get on one and even then had to sharpen his elbows to fight for a place to stand. He said his usually cordial commuters were quite brutal.

But he made it out to the burbs and even swung by the store and got butter pecan ice cream and a bottle of Shiraz. (Other people were stocking up on bottled water and peanut butter, not us!)

Last night, my only request was that we didn’t lose power, and though the lights flickered a bit, the power stayed on. We could hear the skies thundering and saw them brighten with lightning. It was like a good summer thunderstorm except it was, well, winter.

In front of our subdivision.

This morning we went to check out the damage. The porch was covered in several inches and a foot and a half was piled against our front door. When we opened the garage, that’s when we saw the drifts in our driveway. Hubby dug out a little path to the street and Logan “helped.” After a narrow pathway was cleared, the two went sledding in the street, shrieking and giggling the entire way. This is what snow days are supposed to be about.

8 responses to “A Day In The Life Of A Snowtastrophe

  1. We just finished digging out half the driveway. Took all afternoon. I was kicking myself repeatedly for turning down the guy in the truck who was willing to use his construction equipment to dig us out to the tune of $45. Oh, well, I guess I got my exercise.

  2. Hey there ! Thanks for stopping by my site today. we are in Iowa so I feel the blizzard pain!
    Would you be interested in linking up your 3 year old’s sayings with mine sometime?
    Talk to you soon and nice to “meet” you!

  3. We had our own Snowmaggedon here last year. Although we have snow here in Pittsburgh right now, we haven’t seemed to get the blizzards everyone’s been talking about. I kinda like it, though. Last year there was too much snow for my hubby to get to work, so he called off and we walked to my mom’s house (a block away) and hung out there all days in our pjs watching movies, building puzzles, and drinking hot cocoa. Secretly wishing for another blizzard 🙂

  4. Do you mind me asking where in Chicago you are located?

    I think “snowpocalyse” is my favorite snowstorm term. 🙂

  5. This made me laugh and laugh. Especially your emergency supplies and the simultaneous screaming of kids, which I can relate to. Great post.

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