snowed in

This weekend we had the sort of blizzard that I'll remember forever & ever. It was epic.
The sort of blizzard that drops 18+ inches of whirling, swirling snow in 24 hours, accompanied by howling, sub-zero wind chills. And the snow drifts. My does it drift.
The sort of heavy snow fall that piles up in front of your door so much so that you can't even push it open.
The kind of snowstorm where you lose track of cars stuck on the road outside your window. Where you help push 3 cars stuck in your alley, just in the short time you were outside shoveling your driveway. (Em, good job Jeff!)
The sort of snow dump where you have no choice but to open the box of brand new snowboots under the Christmas tree 2 weeks early, because they are necessary for your survival. (Aren't they cute!?)
The kind of blizzard that deflates your Metrodome and shuts down your city buses and prevents nurses from getting to and from the hospital...
{Am happy to say: today the sun is shining again, and we're no longer buried alive.}

Back tomorrow with a double whammy of giveaways. It's going to be the perfect grand-finale to my holiday by hand mini-series!