We managed to survive the fifth largest snowstorm to hit Massachusetts. I consider that a win in my book, no? As someone who grew up in southern New Jersey and remembers the Blizzard of ’96 all too well, you’d think I’d have been more prepared. Not necessarily so… just because I’ve managed to survive a few snowstorms in my life doesn’t make me any more fond of snow!
I managed to blow through my weekend stash of chocolate in a little under 12 hours. Not my proudest moment, but there you have it. We subsisted on hot cocoa, homemade nachos, and eventually take-in Mexican. Oh, and LOTS of cara cara oranges. They’re kind of our new snack of choice right now because they are damn tasty oranges. (Don’t forget: this baby’s got a thing for oranges.)
With pretty consistent rain all day Monday and Larry’s heroic efforts digging us out on Sunday, we can safely get our cars out of the driveway and slowly make our way back to civilization. Don’t get me wrong, there’s still a CRAPTON of snow on the ground, but at least it’s not nearly as overwhelming as it was this weekend.
Here below is my blizzard gallery…
If you’re in the New England region, how did you fare during Nemo?