April Blizzards Bring. . .
Our trusty weather guys (and you have to feel sorry for North Dakota weather guys) warned us that we would get 12-14 inches of snow this weekend.
I think some of us refused to believe it (me).
I figured we’d get the usual weather. . .a blow over storm and a few inches of annoying snow.
Saturday was fine, a little windy, but no snow. I should have done our grocery shopping, but since we shop once a week if we can, I figured Sunday night would be a better bet. (silly me).
We had some big plans for the weekend. It was supposed to be Confirmation Sunday at church. William was supposed to be confirmed.
Sunday morning we woke up at our usual time and Dakotapastor looked outside. “Not too bad.” he said. Then he did a quick Facebook check and remarked that two area churches had already cancelled services. I started the coffee (of course), and then peeked outside. In the five minutes that had passed, things began to look very . . . blizzardy. It was a total white-out and the snow was literally pouring down. A few phone calls and we determined that church had to be cancelled, and with it, Confirmation.
The snow fell, and fell and fell. I did not see it let up at all during the day. Owen is our family weather dude and he made hourly measurements and we were melting snow in the rain gauge to find the precipitation totals. Our final measurements were a depth of 17 inches of new snow and a 1.61 inch of precipitation. That is a lot of wet, heavy snow!
I really tried to get in to work today, but our street has not been plowed yet, and 17 inches of snow is a lot to try and power through with a mini-van.
The biggest bother? We are the perfect storm of procrastinator and paper-tax people. We like to do our taxes on paper, and we always wait until the last minute. Guess what city in North Dakota has a closed post office today? Dakotapastor is currently hiking through the snow to mail our taxes via a big blue box a mile or so away. (he’s also going to pick up bread and butter.)
The children have literally eaten through every smidge of snack food in the house. I am super thankful for my stocked freezers.
Oh, and I sat down to type this. . . it started snowing again!
At this point, all we North Dakotans can do is laugh! Our snow is our badge of honor. We can handle this. . .and hey, at least it is not a hurricane!