That's because round two, which has been pounding us for the last 12 hours, sounds positively wicked. The wind is howling, heavy wet snow that might really be freezing rain is splattering against the house and all that white stuff has whipped around so much there is absolutely no evidence we even have a driveway, let alone that we spent a couple hours clearing it out yesterday. I am, quite frankly, amazed that we haven't lost a tree, and am extremely happy that our power is still on.
But enough of the negative. Let's just put all the current ugly images out of our mind and focus on yesterday's pretty snow. (Jeff, incidentally, likely does not share my upbeat memories. He was responsible for clearing the bulk - and it was a significant bulk - of snow from the driveway, sidewalk, porch, back step... and did I mention that all his work has been totally obliterated by this latest round of snow?)
Yesterday's snow gave the kids their first real opportunity for a snowball fight this year, and boy did they have fun.
I can't tell if AJ's expression in this photo should be attributed to devious plotting, or snow down his neck:
Our church cancelled all but it's 4 p.m. Christmas Eve service, something we learned at 3:08 p.m. I think we set a personal best for how quickly we showered, dressed and got out the door.
And so now, I guess, we wait for this storm to pass. It shouldn't be too tough to do, considering all the new toys the kids now have to play with.
I am grateful we are all home and safe. The only casualty so far has been an extension cord for our Christmas lights, which Jeff managed to snag and destroy with the snowblower. But even that has had a mysteriously positive outcome. I replaced the cord yesterday, and for some reason our light-up reindeer, whose antlers weren't lighting up this year, is suddenly blazing with all bulbs again. Go figure.
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