I don’t ever remember getting this much snow in such a short period. Anywhere from 26-36 inches (depending upon the area) fell in about a day and a half. SERIOUSLY. I tried to drive out to work on Wednesday, was creeping along on the freeway along with everyone else, hit an ice patch, and loss control of my car. Scary shit. Thankfully, I was able to right it pretty quickly, but it scared the shit out of me, so I got off at the next exit, cried a bit, sat until I stopped shaking, and returned home via the back roads.
I stayed in the apartment until this morning. It made me a little stir-crazy. When I finally went out this morning, there was so much snow on my porch that I couldn’t open the screen door at first. Whoa! Eventually, I made a path to the stairs, and then cleared the stairs (a pain in the ass to do, as I have nineteen stairs, but at least it’s a good workout) and then set out to sweep the snow off of my car.
I had jeans on, tucked into my polka-dot wellies, and I guess I figured that the snow wouldn’t come up too far beyond that. Wrong! I stepped off of the stairs, and sunk into the snow so deeply that it went up to the top of my thighs! And I’m 5’7″, so that’s pretty damn insane. I hiked through that out to the car but was only able to clear a portion of the snow off, because I couldn’t make it to the other side of the car (the street side) because there was just too much damn snow. Plus, cars were sliding all over, and I was afraid to go near them. I couldn’t have driven that car even if I had wanted to. It is stuck in on both sides. Tons of cars were stuck on the street, too. Insane!
Eventually, I decided to come up to my parents’ house. I have had to have the heat up to 80 degrees in my apartment over the last few days, yet I was still so cold, because I live in a non-insulated attic apartment. I was tired of being cold and afraid of my upcoming heating bill. So, my step-dad very kindly came up to the gas station a few blocks down to pick me up in their SUV. I hauled my bags down and was happy to see that some of the sidewalk was clear, but then discovered that most wasn’t, so I ended up being in snow up to my thighs yet again, and fell over no less than three times, onto my face, in the snow. Argh! Ah, well.
So, I’m at my parents’ house now. It’s nice and warm and my mom kindly bought me some vegetarian pizza on her way home. Yummy!
Time for a few photos!
I drew this last night while watching Annie Hall for the billionth time. I can’t draw, but it’s fun:
Also from last night. Kneesocks again!:
Again, from last night. Spock finds girls who lay about in kneesocks HIGHLY ILLOGICAL!:
Pretty trees outside my apartment, taken this morning:
Hey, Miranda’s little car, are you under there???:
This is a weird angle, but I took it this morning just to show how deep the snow is. Where did you go, dear wellies?:
& Lastly, my mom puts out all of my old Santa photos at Christmas, and this one made me giggle. It’s from 1985 and Santa looks like a drunk:
(I actually really wish that I had that sweater vest in a grown-up size! Cute!)
I’m going to take advantage of the big plasma t.v. with tons of channels and be lazy for a while. More soon! xo