Well, the picture above is my front yard. You can't even see my stairs. The news is saying we have 18 inches here in Gibsonia. I'm not sure where they did their measuring, but here in my yard, I have 26 inches. And it's still snowing! GAH!
This is off my back porch. There is a brick wall there you cannot even see anymore because the snow is that high. That wall is at least 3-4 feet high. I'm sure we've had some drifting back there, but if you measure the snow on top of the wall, it's 26 inches.
I had the presence of mind to go out and shovel the driveway and walk last night around 9:30 p.m. when Connor was asleep. I had roughly 7 inches then. I am so glad I did that, because it will make it much more manageable to do the rest of it today. I am just glad I don't have to go anywhere.
I feel horrible for my cousin, Nikki, who is getting married today. She is marrying a military man, and he is being shipped to a base in Hawaii soon. So they had to have the wedding now. Indiana County has declared a state of emergency, so probably many of the people who would have attended the wedding won't make it. But the show must go on, so they'll get by with what they have and hope for the best. I send them my love and wishes for a long and happy marriage. Mother Nature may have thrown you a punch today, but hang in there! It's not the flowers, the guests or even the pantyhose and hair-dos that make a wedding special. It's the person you marry. Keep that in mind, and nothing else matters!
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