Pile On

Woo-hoo!! We’ve got a foot or more of the white stuff here in Akron! And it’s the good kind of snowman-making, snowball-throwing snow. Of course, it’s also the kind that demands shoveling if you’re like us and have nothing but some leftover icing for Christmas cookies and a jar of applesauce in the fridge and you need to hit the grocery store.

Here’s the thing: if it’s going to snow, it might as well snow big. I dig it. Even if it means digging out of the driveway, which took us about three hours this morning. And here’s the other thing: in Northeast Ohio, this is expected. No one whines, no one freaks out. Here, we just look out the window, curse a little, and head for the shovel in the garage. My man Bruce Kalinowski (best traditional weather guy ever and he sort of reminds me of my Uncle Charlie when he delivers the weather) dished up the results of the snowstorm this morning as fellow Akronites opened their doors to see what was waiting for them. Here’s what was waiting for us.

Um…what the hell? You expect me to poop in this stuff? Help a sistah out and get shoveling! I just got Furminated yesterday and this shit is going to ruin my haircut!!!!!

“This is Macy Purcell, reporting live from the backyard after the Big Snowstorm. Conditions are very dangerous for dogs. Any dog smaller than an Aussie will get lost in the snow. We’re up to our bellies here and I can’t see my camera girl, Alice. Back to you in the station, Bruce.”

Snow pile on table. Very poetic. Except for that barking dog in the background.

Starting on the driveway. Oy.

Stork disguised as snow alien or maybe snow sheep.

Dave and others digging out the street. It’s a must – we will be the last street plowed, most likely.

Front steps…sort of uncovered.