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“Winston was gelatinous with fatigue.” ― 
I’m glad I experienced Upper Peninsula snow when I was in high school. I’d have a hard time dealing with it now that I’ve been spoiled by 40 years in a much more temperate climate.
Enjoy the inside time!
Good to get a head start. I saw a news story somewhere predicting we’d get somewhere between 72 and 106 inches this winter. We don’t have deep snow in Billings yet, but the forecast is less than inspiring. It’s a good thing we’re so hearty.
Yeah. On November 1, it started snowing and snowed for 2-3 days. We have about two feet up here at my house. I don’t remember such continuous snowfall, especially this early in the year. No snow on the ground, then whited out.
That’s probably what would happen if we arranged another meetup up here. I would pick the dates with unusual weather events.
I’m betting there wasn’t the major run at the store one would see in Arkansas, though.
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Oh no! They had plenty of bread and milk and everything else at the store here. We were supposed to get half an inch of snow once early on when Terry and I were dating. I’d had to go grocery shopping anyways, so he went with me. He asked me why Kroger was out of bread and milk. I told him “Well, it’s about to snow!” He said “Yeah, and…?” I replied, “Well, that’s just what happens here. It snows a little and everyone gets bread and milk so they don’t have to leave the house.” He said, “Uhhh, they all realize it’s only going to snow half an inch maybe, right?” I said, “Yep! It’s Winterpocalypse tonight. Everyone will starve to death if they don’t have bread and milk.” He started laughing.
C’mon, global warming! No snow! No snow! No snow! No snow!
It’s a part of Southern Culture that Yankees may never understand.
We buy that same bread! It’s great!
It’s when a part wears out to the point where it feels super-not-gelatinous that you have to start worrying.
I had some sciatica as a teen but I loved shoveling snow and the stiffness was totally worth it. It was dismaying to find, sometime in my twenties, it had gotten so bad that if I shoveled snow as hard as I wanted to, I risked not being able to get out of bed the next day. I’ve had to be careful ever since (and sciatica down your pedal leg is the worst if you don’t have the luxury of being able to avoid driving).
Looks like the storm that was supposed to get us in Idaho turned North and got you instead. Sorry ’bout that! Nothing as far as solid precipitation down here as yet, but time to get the snow tires on the car next week…
When I opened the garage door to go to work yesterday, there was snow on the ground and on Ray’s car. It snowed lightly on and off all day. No snow left today, but the temperature was 37 when Ray left to go play with his accordion band. I’m home doing laundry and Business Survey.
I had to order some for the new car, supposed to be in Monday.
I was driving back to my place outside Atlanta back in the ’80s. I was working second shift because we had more work than we had hardware and it was easier getting access to a system at night. It had started to snow that evening, and when I rolled out around midnight there was maybe ½ of slush on the road. So, I took my time and just when I was getting ready to turn off the main road I heard a racket so loud that I assumed that the muffler had finally dropped and I was dragging it. But when I came to a stop at the stoplight, the noise continued even though I was stopped.
Then an enormous 4×4 pulled up next to me. He stopped. The noise stopped. He had tire chains deployed. He was also left with the mystery as to just what the Yankee he had pulled up next to was laughing so hard at.
Atta girl! It’s just how we roll in the south. Keep the snow up there with you, ok?
This picture! Yes, this is Raleigh. What a day. Some people just need to stay put when the snow comes down. God bless ‘em.
@judgemental : Do we read the same book?
No ox! No ox! No ox! No ox!
Anyway hang tight, @juliesnapp. No doubt your blood is getting thicker, hour by hour.
:-)
I keep threatening to bring it down with me when I come down for Thanksgiving! :)
You telling us that your fancy schmancy new SUV can’t handle a mere foot of snow? What’s the point? ;-)
It can, I just don’t want to let my driveway become all impossible to get into without hitting Terry’s truck in my fancy schmancy new SUV. :P Driving on top of it, while do-able, just makes it worse if you don’t scrape it first. I figured that out the hard way last year.
Sometimes I leave it there just so it fills in some of the holes in my driveway.
When I was in high school in Marquette, Michigan, my parents hired someone to come early morning after every snow and plow the driveway. It was like $100 for the entire winter in 1974.
The burning car is a nice touch.
NO! My husband wants to take the RV to the folks in southern VA.
Well no worries then! I’m not going that far east! ^.^
Regarding the picture, this was the year I almost made it home til some idiot hit the brakes, slide through a stop sign and I had to hit the ditch to keep from getting hit. I was furious and yelled at him to push me out since he was stupid enough to be out in a rear wheel drive vehicle with 0 weight in the back. I got out of the ditch only to find the next hill littered with cars like the one in the picture except a 2 lane road. I started blowing the horn at the bottom of the hill to let them know I was coming and not stopping. Made it to the house and didn’t take anybody out. I considered it a win.
I’m glad you came out of it okay!
J.D.,
I hear you. I am sending relief immediately. Just hold on!!
Regards,
Jim