Today, we got some of that "real snow": it's fluffy, it poofs into a cloud of white when you kick it, and unless you're wearing boots it rides up into your pants. It's the kind of snow that lasts for hours - days, even - and stops an entire city from doing much of anything.
For those of you that often get "real snow," this won't be as spectacular, but us Seattlites still have to post about it.
When I got up there were a scant few inches of the stuff, and it had stopped coming down.
No big, right?
Wrong. A few hours later...
Those are cat prints. Simon really wanted to go outside...it was a bad idea for him.
Here's a comparison shot, taken just a couple of hours apart.
By 5pm we had seven inches in Rainier Beach. That's un-fucking-heard of.
And, of course, the dog had a great time playing in it.
"What is this stuff...?"
"...Mom?"
"Whatever it is, I kind of like it!"
"WOO HOO!"
This is the hill I would have had to climb if I'd gone to work:
The buses were on snow routes, though, which meant the closest one stopped over a mile from mile house. Luckily(?) my boss had me bring work home yesterday afternoon. Later in the day, I saw two guys trying to shovel the entire hill with small snow shovels.
Yeah, right.
