The White Stuff

Yes, this is my third post today. Can you tell we're snowd in?

We knew there was going to be a snow storm today, and Glenn correctly predicted that school would be called off. We got the call around 5:45 this morning--a mere 15 minutes after I got up, got dressed for exercising, and came downstairs. Could they not have called a little earlier so that I could have stayed in my nice warm bed a teensy bit longer? And no, I did not get back into bed after the phone call. I already had my shoes on for heavens sake. Those go on and off once a day, that's it. So I did my time on the treadmill, and then the morning was free for swimming at the rec center.

It snowed all day long. Hard and fast. I ditched my plans for some afternoon shoe shopping and we stayed inside. Around 3:00 I thought I should go outside to do a little shoveling before Andrew's 3:30 piano lesson. But when I got to the end of the driveway and saw how much snow was there, I realized we would not be making it to piano today. All of us headed back outside to tackle the enormous shoveling job.

The snow tunnel that leads to our front door

Andrew went down to help Grandma shovel

It took us about an hour and a half. The snow was so heavy, and there was nowhere to put it! We now have our own little bunny hill ski slopes lining our driveway. Glenn showed up at 4, having spent two hours trying to get home. They had completely closed 480.

Emma was our busiest and hardest worker. She really stuck with it.

While we were outside, we did get to see a couple little peeks of the sun, which was nice. And which means the snow has stopped -- for now. Thank goodness.

I, for one, am planning on the schools being open in the morning. We are running out of snow days here....