SNOWMAGEDDON! Day two

The scene infront of our house on Day 1. That's Andy's car..



Lee Highway, on Day 1

"Holy Guacamole!" exclaimed the Governor of Virginia when shown pictures of the snowpocolypse that hit the region over the weekend. After stating, "glad I live in Richmond" he announced that the two available snowplows were scheduled to hit the residential streets sometime "next election year or possibly if my polls slip".

The Commonwealth of Virginia (see! we are not even a state! We are a Commonwealth- bonus points if you can name the other 3 commonwealths in the US) is oddly set up. Here we have counties and cities. Cities are separate entities from counties. They are not even PART of a county. They have their own forms of government and taxes, etc. The Cities in VA are responsible for plowing their own streets. The Cities streets' are pristine. The counties however, are at the mercy of the Commonwealth. VDOT plows us commoners out. I don't quite understand this arrangement but am going to blame the nation's founding fathers for this since frankly they are not here to rebut it.

As I write this, it's 7 am Monday morning, so technically, I am writing about Snowmageddon: day two, on day three. But then who's counting? Speaking of day three, the Federal Government is closed, as is daycare, and every school within spitting distance. The only thing not closed is my office, because THEY NEVER CLOSE. I think my company needs to take on the US Postal Service's motton ("Through rain, through snow, through dead of night..yadda yadda yadda.."), because the US Postal service is also closed.

Day two: Sometime during the evening of day one, I remembered that my two library books were due that day. Looking out the window, I calcualted my odds of walking the mile and a half in 20 feet of snow, to the library to avoid the late fines, but decided I could afford the 40 cents. Sunday was a beautiful, blue sky, sunny day, so we dragged out the sleds, bundled ourselves up and headed out to the library to return the books. This ended up being a great idea, as we not only got out of the house, but we played in the snow, had lunch and went home the really hilly way so we could sled down streets.

Alex and I sledding down one of our streets. It is a really steep hill, but unfortunately it is a cut through street as well (hence, sort of trafficky). The street was plowed to one lane. On our first attempt, a Jeep was struggling it's way up- and stopped when it saw us on the sled. We got out of the way, but the Jeep was now stuck halfway up the hill. He eventually backed-up and drove off the other direction. We decided if, with a Jeep, you could NOT get up this street, you should NOT be out driving.

Heading out to the library- note that yellow-ish light in the background. They call it "sun"

We either need new outdoor apparel or new scenery. These pictures are beginning to look all the same.

Andy and boys! Yes. There is still snow out there! New! Exciting!

Swinging in the snow

We also shoveled out the cars. A few neighbors at the bottom of our street spent a great deal of time shoveling that part of the street clean. One of the neighbor's has a wife who is 8 months pregnant. Some of you may think he did this "just incase". But having been 8 months pregnant myself (twice) he did this likely to get away from a crazed, couped-up pregnant woman (I'm speculating; I never saw her; but I bet I am right).

Speaking of couped up, that evening, Andy and the boys designed this hot wheels track layout. The cars really moved down the stairs. This was of course, after the boys spent a half an hour dragging up various toys to toss down the stairs (balls, foam blocks, each other)- It reminded me of the old David Letterman episodes, where Dave, would go to the roof of a three/four story building (I don't remember the exact height) and toss things like watermelons, or tv's or whatnots off. At one point, I think the boys used their pillows to "sled down". Yes, safety is OUR first concern at our house. Also, note the buckets they are wearing on their heads.

Meet Big Monkey. He was stopping the cars as they flew down the stairs, hit the ramp and went airborne. I envision it only being a matter of a few years, when Ian takes his bike down the stairs and uses his little brother much the say way..

Alex and little monkey.

More snow is predicted for tomorrow..wonder how much more hot wheel track we have?