It's hard to believe that last week at this time the term 'Thundersnow' wasn't even a part of my vocabulary. The best thing about this storm was the awesomely hilarious names we lovingly referred to it as....
Snowpacolypse - Snowmaggedon 2011 - SnObama - Blizzaster
And my personal fave...Snowprah Wintery
We hunkered down for 2 days without internet or cable (it was actually a nice break but it put me waaaay behind), made big, country breakfasts and took long, exploratory walks in the neighborhood. Sure, it's Chicago and we're used to snow, but so much at once (21 inches!) provided a temporary shut down that the southerner in me just loved :)
I am usually much shorter than the top of the fence.
And my head is typically nowhere near the top of the door frame.
Hubs laying in the center of one of the busiest (and I think scariest)
streets in Chicago - Sheridan Rd. for once, completely deserted.
The buildings looked liked they'd been hit with what I
referred to as 'snow bombs'.
Snow. The ultimate footstool.
Who needs a pillow?
In the summer, the lake begins at the end of that pier.
The drift in our courtyard.
The streets post plow. I love that people wrote messages on their cars, it reminded me of SOS signals, but more fun!