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Snowed
Eleven days later and people are still digging their cars out and skidding on patches of stubborn snow. For you Canadians, people who live in Fargo, and other hearty types, this is absolutely unheard of in New York. Snow is typically grey the next day, black two days later, and melted by the end of the week. But since we lived with this for so long…
People are freaking out about tomorrow’s snowstorm, so they’re trying to get their cars to …higher ground? Whatever the motivation, rubber is burning (and being rapidly cooled) outside.
Anyway, a week full of uncommutable conditions left me pretty stir crazy, and also tree crazy, because we were forced to play host to our really fantastic but also really large tree for much longer than I would typically allow. (No room for discarded trees* among bags of trash and piles of ice.) *This makes them sound so sad. Our tree is actually not discarded. It’s emancipated.
The snow stuck around so long that I had to shovel this iceberg out of my mother’s driveway SIX days later, sans melt-help.
It got Shining-level claustrophobic up in here.
But here’s Eric enjoying it when it was still fun.
We were finally able to ditch free the tree last night, and it turns out I did such a fantastic job of lighting this year that Eric had to cut off the bottom branches to untangle my work!
Before:
After:
Here’s hoping we don’t get more than a fleeting four inches tomorrow!
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Winter Bonnet
I’m literally high on the presents here.
I fully expect to display the same giddiness tomorrow.
(And yes, I’ve always had a big noggin. All them brains in there.)
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O Tannenbaum
Rock Center, 1984 (Spooky)
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Christmas Past
(Because “nostalgia” sounds like a disease.)
I think my tears are appropriate when Santa looks like that.