I get it now

I'm not sure I've ever understood the true definition of blizzard.  Every time we'd have a lot of snow in a little while I figured it was a blizzard.  The forecasters are calling our conditions a blizzard, a term rarely used here, and now I know why. 

I had a snow day from work today and except for a morning dental appointment I stayed home.  It was awesome and I stayed busy with a free day.  I put off letting the pugs outside because I needed to shovel a place for them to do their business (my pugs don't like snow) but finally it became apparent they couldn't wait until R got home.  I shoveled a path on the deck and cleared a space on the patio, then herded the blind pug out there.  Before I could herd him back inside, the path was drifting over.

Then I got worried about R making it up our driveway, so I went out to shovel it before he got home.  Holy crap!  It was cold and blowing and a constant battle against the wind.  I kept thinking this must be why people perish in the snow and I was glad I was only 20 feet from my front door.  I still managed to get most of the driveway shoveled before he pulled up.  I immediately went in the house because I was frozen.  When I got my wet gloves and boots off, I found out my nose had been running and I didn't even know it.  Gross.

Still, it was a good day.  I found some cooked chicken and chicken stock in the freezer and had just enough semolina flour left to make a half batch of noodles so I pulled together a terrific pot of chicken noodle soup for supper.  It could not have been more a more perfect meal on a ridiculously cold, blustery day.  We also had some good bread to toast with it.  Yum!

That's it.  Maybe I'll have another snow day tomorrow which would be insane.  I didn't catch up my bookwork today so I could do that and maybe some baking.  Don't want to count my chickens though, so we'll see....