The Richmond Snowpocalypse

I survived the Richmond Snowpocalypse. But it sure had its moments.

Sarah had a dog show today, and I volunteered to drive her and dog through the snow, what with my having a Jeep and her development not having snowplows come through until, oh, two days after the snow has fallen. Maybe three. So I get in the car this morning, drive through what are pretty horrific conditions, get to Sarah’s house in only twice the amount it usually takes, and wanted to bag the whole thing. We decided to see if 95 was in decent condition, because that’s the main road we’d be taking. We got out of her development, traveled back the way I had just been, and gave up after five or six miles. I figure when you’re in a Jeep in 4 wheel drive and you’re still slipping and sliding, it’s time to give up and go back home. So we stopped at the local market and bought meat. Sarah is now grilling steaks in a snowstorm. Yes, really. (Okay, she’s just popping out to check on them every so often, but still.)

Here’s the view from our back door this afternoon. The snow is about ten inches deep so far and falling lightly now. I’m here for the night (I packed clothes). And the kids are thrilled. I’m kinda glad myself. Snowstorms are much more fun when enjoyed with children.

Snow on Sarah's deck

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6 Responses to The Richmond Snowpocalypse

  1. John F. MacMichael says:

    How do your cats react to snow? Our Thomas regards it as a fascinating plaything. Of course, we only get snow here in Portland once or twice in a year. A good thing too, since no one here can cope with snowfall. Two or three inches is seen as a new Ice Age.

  2. Tig was out in the snow last winter. He liked it, but wasn’t quite sure what it was. Gracie refuses to go out in it. She’s a Cat with a capital C.

  3. Jonathan says:

    Your patio table looks like Tony Montana’s desk…just saying. Took Bruno out earlier today and he was most unpleased with the falling snow; he did his business in record time & literally ran back to the front door, as if to say “Get the **** back inside, NOW!” Not his usual behavior at all.

  4. Pamela says:

    BBQing in a snowstorm. Now that’s class IMO!

    My Orange likes playing in the rain- which we had an ample amount of a week or so back.

    Stay safe and dry

  5. Who’s Tony Montana? I seem to be missing that reference. Is it that HBO mafia show? I never watched it. Don’t care for anything that glorifies the Mob.

  6. Sarah G. says:

    No, it’s from Scarface- but ya it is about the mob and such.

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