Deep. This is how much snow we had at about 10:30 this morning. And, actually, there was s a little more, but this is as far out the door as I could reach with the yardstick. We’ve gotten about another inch since then.

  Another example–the top of Dad’s car as I paused for breath while cleaning it off this morning.

  Deliciously Doggie Delight. It hasn’t all been work though, today. We took some time for a romp. Here’s Chappy, ready to catch a snowball . . .

  Got it! (Thanks to Mom for snapping these two pictures. I was the one throwing the snowballs.)

  All this snow, though, is causing a sports Delay in my Knitting Olympics event. I haven’t gotten to open my knitting bag once today–either I’ve been out doing something in the snow, or inside recovering from doing things in the snow. My arms are sore from shovelling, my wrists are tired from pushing the snow off Dad’s car, and my legs are sore from bending down for all those snowballs. Tomorrow is going to be a fun, fun day at the office, I can tell you!

The one “D” that’s missing, though?

  Dad. My Dad is in Florida on his annual golfing trip with his buddies. They go every February. This is why my lucky car gets to be in the garage, while his is roughing it out in the driveway. However–and it’s a big “however”–today is the day they’re supposed to come home. Today. The day when there’s a blizzard dumping up to 3″ an hour over New York City and the immediate area. We, with our 19-20″ of snow are getting off lightly compared to some of those folks. And of course, the airports are largely closed. According to the FAA, “Due to SNOW, the Newark International Airport (EWR) was closed as of Feb 12 at 09:25 AM EST. The date/time when the airport is expected to reopen is not known.” Now, their flight was supposed to land here around 6:30 tonight
But, um . . . that doesn’t seem terribly likely. Frankly, we really don’t know WHEN he’s going to get home. Tonight? Tomorrow? And naturally he didn’t pack any “extras,” like underwear or medicine . . . though really, I’m sure he and his friends can manage–as long as he gets home safely in the next 24 hours, right? One thing that might help? One of his buddies is a pilot and mentioned yesterday seeing if there were any private jets coming this way with room for four . . . I guess if you’re going to be stranded, it doesn’t hurt to be stranded with someone with connections, huh?

5:24 PM Edited to Add: Dad’s new travel itinerary? Apparently Continental told them that they’ll be able to get them out of Ft. Lauderdale on Wednesday. That’s right. Three days from now. None of them much liked that idea–not only do they want to be home, but there’s one anniversary, one wife’s birthday (that would be my Mom), and of course, Valentine’s Day between now and Wednesday. So what are they doing instead? Renting a car and driving to Savannah GA, where they hope to be able to get a flight . . . no, it doesn’t really make sense to me, either, but as long as they make it home safely, that’s all I’m worried about!

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