It’s 3:40pm, we have over a foot of snow (judging by the undisturbed pile on top of the table on the deck), and it’s still coming down. This is nuts. We could probably leave the house if we really needed to, in the Tucson with 4-wheel drive on, but the roads haven’t been plowed (not in the neighborhood, at least) and we have everything we need here. I got home last night right about 5pm, let the dogs out, unloaded the car, and went back right back out to Wegman’s. We have plenty of food. Good stuff, too.
The snow started before we went to bed last night, and we had 4-6 inches when we woke up. John went out front to shovel (we figured it would be easier to shovel at the end if we made a dent in the beginning), and I played in the back with the dogs. We shoveled the deck, too, but that was three and a half hours ago and it’s like we were never outside, front or back. I just let the dogs out again, and Riley didn’t even bother to leave the deck at first. He just peed on a pile of snow. ON the deck. I can’t blame him. It doesn’t really matter. But they love the snow. Riley more than Roxy.
We didn’t eat breakfast until about noon (since we shoveled and played first). We have a fire, we’re watching TV, John is doing some programming stuff, and I’ve been reading during the commercials. We’ll probably switch to movies (other than those that happen to be on right now) soon, like White Christmas. Seems appropriate. 🙂 We were watching Keeping the Faith earlier. I love that movie. It was on TBS or USA or something, so it was edited a bit, but I love it anyway.
And here are the pictures.
View of the deck table around 9:30am:
View of the bench around 9:30am:
View of the deck table after we let the dogs out:
View of the deck table about 5 hours later:
View of the bench around 3:30pm:
Sister Mary Riley:
A good (normal) picture of Riley:
And Riley’s warning look: “Back off, buddy, I’d had about enough of you and that camera.”