The great snow of 2015.

So we are supposed to get 10-15 inches of snow out of this thing, and I thought I would try to keep a record of tropical storm winter storm Linus as it attacks.

Actual snow began about 10:30 Saturday night.

Oh, wait, this was from our pre-storm walk Saturday morning.  Here you can see the hill of sheer ice Scrappy was about to drag me down.

It was bright, sunny, and nice.

And Scrappy and I even wandered into a group of three people and 5 dogs enjoying the day, including the previously-mentioned Theo the Dalmatian.  They had a grand time as we chatted.  I didn't take any pictures, even though the older lady who owned the big red and black dogs and the white "little bitch" (her words) thought I should have gotten a picture of Scrappy humping the big red dog because "it was so funny".

Anyway, here's the scene about 11:30 PM.  Nice little crystally snow, little accumulation to start.


I woke up about 4:20 AM, gagging on reflux (another story, TMI right now;  last week Laurie had a stomach bug that I think I am in process of getting).  By the time choking, a sip of water, and two bathroom trips were complete, I saw us with maybe an inch and a half, and apparently nothing coming down.  We had survived wave one.


Laurie came in about 9 AM to say she was heading for work- which, at that point, I frowned upon:

Laurie: Are you saying I shouldn't go to work today?
Chris: I'm saying that it will, by the time you get off, be a lot deeper, a lot slicker, and a lot windier. And I won't be able to help.
Laurie: If it were Monday morning, and you had to go in with these conditions, would you?
Chris: Yes, but I trust my job to send us home if the (excrement)'s about to hit the fan. I don't trust yours (Wal-Mart). From my post to FB at 9:26.

In the time between gag-o-rama '15 and then, it had started snowing again.  I could see our car from my bed, and made note that the 2 1/2 inches covering the hood slid off en masse at around 8:20, as well as the heavy wet stuff starting to fall from the trees.

Laurie's tracks

About three inches on the back porch.

About that time, wave #2 ended, and Laurie was looking better and better.  In the mean time, I discovered that the site I get my international hockey scores from has not only a sound feature so I hear a cheer when someone scores, but also has a "my games" checklist so I can hear when our teams score and not have to look when Dumfuklington in the German double-A league scores.  So I put the games of the teams KC and I follow (and added one really bad Norwegian team that I knew would get clobbered, just for fun), and proceeded to surf the net to the occasional cheers as Kongvinger (that bad team) gave up 7 goals in less that half a game (including one point giving up 2 in 18 seconds, making two cheers before I could get to the computer to see what happened on the first one).


So then, just before noon, round three starts.

And again, its the tiny powery crap that could snow all day and not amount to much.  But there's a LOT of it, and it looks like we'll be getting it for a bit:

And that catches you up at 12:35, I'll be back later for more.


About an hour later, it had really picked up:

But due to the nature of the snow, it was still only about 4 inches off either porch.   KC called me a while back and asked if he should go to work.  I told him the situation, that the predictions hadn't changed, and he should give himself about an hour before he has to leave (third shift in Butler, not quite a 40 mile trip, mostly main but exposed roads) and decide.  Like Laurie, I think he was hoping I'd tell him not to.  Hell, I'm hoping to tell ME not to tomorrow.  C'mon, stomach bug!


Moments ago:

A map that Greg Shoup (local weather guy) just tweeted, with caption:

"Here is a map of snowfall totals through 1PM. ~ 10 more hours of snow still to come. ”  At 2PM here, I'm calling us at officially 5 inches.

Scrappy is not amused....

At 2:45, the first wave of sidewalk clearing comes.  Did I mention I love this complex?

At this point, away from the building I got 6 inches...Laurie makes it home safe at 3:14.  At 4:30 I measured 7 out front, my hockey list was all done, and Puppy Bowl XI could not keep my eyes open, even though they were keeping score (WTH?) this year.  I took a nap and when the dead arose around 6 PM...

Yep, coming down worse'n'ever.  Although it must have slowed down in our unconsciousness...

...because out front, the evidence said 7 1/2.

...while the "push me" pile on the back porch came in at approximately 17 inches high.  About two inches had landed on the sidewalk cleared just 3:15 ago.


Super Bowl Update:

End of 1st quarter: 8"
Halftime: 9"
Third Quarter:  No change.  Still coming down, but little bitty crystals/
End of game:  Heavy snow on Seattle;  Here, still coming down but not accumulating much.  It is drifting a bit, and the sidewalk is at 4 inches (7 1/2 hours after clearing).  Back much the same.  Seems like it only really collects where you've shovelled.  Said hi to Daisy on her last potty trip.

That's pretty much the story now.  Tune in tomorrow to see if I decide to venture out or not.