The windstorm was (thankfully) a no show, so we are crabby cozy in our warm house with full power. However, more snow kept falling, and falling and falling...you get the idea. After a while, it was like a bad dream; it would never quit and would eventually bury everything like a huge, cold white blanket.
When you get this much snow, they have to bring all (three?) of the snowplows out. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if the plows have names like Bessie or Old Gerty. Lest you think that I'm mocking the city/county workers, I must clarify that they have done a magnificent job of trying to keep the roads clear and sanded. There's just been too much d*mn snow. As for our place, we don't even own a snow shovel! We're not in Eastern Washington, after all. Are we??
Comments like these make me grouchy crazy too : My sister-in-law: Oh, I LOVE the snow. I hope it stays around a long time! Me: You DO realize that, even though you don't work, other people do--like your husband. Also there have been over 3,000 accidents statewide, etc... A service manager from my car dealership: I'm from Alaska and this is nothing. I haven't even been late to work. Me: Look at all those poor people stranded at the airport who can't get anywhere for Christmas. And those riders stuck at the Amtrak and Greyhound bus stations seem pretty miserable because they aren't going anywhere either! On a local level,Seattle buses aren't running normally, which means problems for Older Daughter getting to and from work. And I have to pick up Ashley, boyfriend D. and their cat in Seattle on Wednesday, so EXCUSE ME if I'm hoping for some nice, safe rain! Not just for me, but for everyone who has spent three or more days sleeping in the airport, a shelter, a bus depot or a train station.
And then there's the matter of this teenaged person wanting to drive places, which forces her Evil Mother to refuse to let her *angry words*, thus dooming her to an evening playing Seattle Monopoly with her mom and dad. Can there be any worse fate than that?