On Friday night, the snow started to fall......and fall and fall some more. We woke up on Saturday morning only to find it was still snowing - a lot! We got 2 feet of snow in a 24 hour period of time. Here is the view from our front door. Needless to say, we're not going anywhere anytime soon!
And here is our screened-in porch.
Our driveway before Dave strained nearly every muscle in his body shoveling.
Lacey decided to "help" her Dad.
Our little snow-bunny.
It is now nearly 4pm on Sunday and we haven't left the house since Friday. Everything has been cancelled - Lacey's gymnastics, the ward Christmas Party, Church, etc. The snow plows have been so busy trying to keep up with the main roads that they haven't made it into our neighborhood, so we are literally snowed in. I had the brilliant idea of telling Dave that he needed to go to his sister's house (who only lives a couple minutes away) to pick up some boots for Lacey. I had tried to get some on Friday, but every place I went was sold out. He told me that there was too much snow. "No, there isn't. Not if you take the RAV4. It'll be fine. It's only a short distance. You'll be fine" was my reply. So, my loyal husband grabs his keys and hops in the car. A minute later, I get a call. "Kerry, I'm stuck." "Where?", I ask. "Open the door" comes the reply. I open the garage door to find Dave in the street in front of the house, wheels spinning, going absolutely nowhere. Whoops! I went outside and between the 2 of us, it took us half an hour to get the car back in the driveway. Never a dull moment!