That’s the repeated line from a favorite book from when I was little: “The Snow Kept On Falling“. Growing up in Buffalo, NY, we got quite used to all the lake effect snow that would pile up every winter…and long into spring.
So, I should be used to snow by now, right?
I got ready Thursday night the way I knew I should. I fueled up my car. Then I headed to the grocery store for some last minute groceries. We already had bread and milk, so I only needed to pick up eggs to fulfill the French Toast Alert that people go crazy for leading up to a big storm. It was a good thing we already had bread. The shelves at my local grocery store were pretty picked over!
I also picked up plenty of fruits and veggies so that we could stay healthy during the storm!
Friday morning, I woke up to NO SNOW. Was this weather forecast a joke? I knew it was coming, but it felt a little weird to have preemptively planned to stay home. See, most days, I have no choice but to go to work. I work in a lab, and it’s not possible to work from home. But our boss said it was fine to work from home due to the storm, and I just happened to have some reports to work on and some online training to take, so I was able to put in my time without having to brave the storm.
Not too long into the day, it became obvious that staying home was the right choice. By the time the driving ban kicked in at 4pm, the roads near my house had plenty of snow.
And as they said in the book: “The snow kept on falling…”
We kept busy the rest of the weekend watching some more movies. I caught the Die Hard 2 (to follow on from the first one last week) as well as Short Circuit (NO DISASSEMBLE!) I had always meant to see Short Circuit, because a coworker at one of my internships used to quote it to me (mostly because the female lead’s name is Stephanie and the robot in the movie keeps saying her name).
We played some video games, and a few rounds of Dominion (what can we say, we’re nerds).
Saturday morning I also went out to shovel some of the front walk (to get in a little exercise) and get a measurement of the snowfall. The snow hadn’t stopped falling yet, but I wanted to get an idea. As of Saturday morning, we had at least 22″ of snow:
I baked some double-chocolate cookies. I had to figure out what recipe to make using those so very precious eggs I bought. I ended up using the old reliable Toll House chocolate chip cookie recipe, but with one minor alteration. I replaced 1/4 cup of flour with 1/4 cup of cocoa powder. For a little extra chocolate kick. I think they tasted good. Especially warm out of the oven. Or reheated for a few seconds in the microwave. Mmm melty chocolate goodness.
By Saturday afternoon, the snow had stopped, and most of the neighborhood was out shoveling their driveways and sidewalks.
Sunday morning, I woke to find out Mass at the church I usually go to had been cancelled. Between that and the announcement from the Boston Archdiocese saying that we don’t have to go to church due to the storm, I guess I should have stayed home. But some other friends who I usually go to church with invited me to meet up with them at a church less than 2 miles away. So I figured: why not walk there? No need to dig out my car or try to park near the church. And a walk would be good for my lazy bones.
Well, easier said than done. It turns out not everyone had gotten around to shoveling the sidewalks in front of their house (even though it’s the law!) And some people HAD shoveled their sidewalk, but they lived on the corner and so there was no way to get out except to either climb over the snow bank or double back and walk into the street. So I got in quite a workout trying to navigate the sidewalks and streets of Medford while trying to avoid stepping in puddles or getting splashed by cars (since the snow had started to melt.).
The last bit of snow-related drama for the day was when my boyfriend and I went out to dig our cars out. We had to dig through 3+ feet of snow just to get from the plowed area of the street to the cars themselves. Then dig a foot or more of snow off the car. I am so incredibly thankful to my boyfriend for doing the majority of the shoveling that night to get my car out of the snow piles.
Well, how did you fare during the Blizzard of 2013? Were you prepared? Did you find yourself Minding Nemo? How did you prevent yourself from going stir crazy? Or getting cabin fever?