At least once every winter since I've been here, meteorologists have predicted a blizzard. People here, I've noticed, like their extremes (i.e. "It's the warmest winter on record since the 30's!" and "This could be the storm of the century!"). It's very difficult, I imagine for stations to make the weather sound interesting and compelling, even if it is an aspect that a lot of people talk about every single day and take for granted often.
In any case, I bring this up because every once in a while, forecasts will hit it right on the head. This time, the intensity of the snow storm they've predicted was as advertised, although it probably still doesn't warrant the panic buying people do every single time. It's a snow storm, not the apocalypse (though, "Snowpocalypse" exists).
Playing safe, I did want to wish everyone their safety, including my friends and family. All of us life in the East Coast, and most in the direct path of Winter Storm Jonas. While the storm raged throughout Saturday, I could already hear people shoveling outside to prevent trapping themselves in by Sunday. Smart people--clearly I have much to learn about the art of snow survival.
This is our street in the aftermath. People of my neighborhood were quick to get up early this morning and clear out the sidewalks. Not great news for the cars around here though. They were easily covered with snow and covered then even more so when people shoveled the snow out of their driveways and sidewalks.
On Saturday, I couldn't even see outside our windows. They were covered with snow and frost, but at one point, there was nothing to see outside. Everything was white and pristine. It was breathtakingly beautiful in a "I can't hate you, snow!" way, a frightful "looks like it's the North of the Wall out there!" way, and a frustratingly annoying in a "Sunday and Monday are going to be a b****!" way.
This is me sitting on my Snow Throne! I sat on it for a mere ten seconds before my butt got severely wet and numb.
I was particularly excited for my dog, Graydie! This is his first winter and first snow fall ever in his life! I was glad to see and be part of this moment. He's such a little diva though. Not only does he refuse to walk out in the rain (not even for a potty break!) but he often doesn't do any of those things unless it's my mom bringing him (mama's boy!). But he seemed surprisingly curious about the snow, which was a welcome reaction. Snow: 1, Rain: 0.
Hope that everyone that got affected by the snow storm are holding up and doing well.