Out, Damn Snow, Out!

Ok now I have lived through a lot of crazy things: my parents Friday Night Fights and the make up section that would appear on Sunday afternoons. The many nights of wind shaking the house so much we were either lured to sleep or scared of that Wo-wa's latest "fixed" project was going to finally take us out. I lived in a house with no air conditioning that when it got to 95 degrees we would leave and sit in a bookstore from noon to dusk just to get cool. But to be in a blizzard, in Seattle, before Christmas was just crazy. I live in a new development and everything is sound but this being Seattle I worried that the lights would go out at any minute. That would mean days without heat or cooked food. Damn, I miss my gas stove! The part of the night was knowing that Adam was due in from France that night and Bob had to go out get him from the SeaTac airport. On a regular day with rain and traffic the airport is only 20 minutes away. It took Bob 2 hours. Then we get a call from Adam saying he was rerouted to Spokane. That is 20 minutes away by plane. Shit. As we debated whether Bob should just stay put at the airport and brave the rapids in the morning, Adam calls back to say they were taking off again and would be here in 30 minutes. Once he landed safely we still thought they were staying at the airport, but Bob not one to give up trudged, son, baggage and all, through the storm again and made it home sometime after 2am. That was a full 5 hours after he left to pick up the boy. After which we woke up to snow for the next 4 days. No going outside or driving to the store. The local QFC was out of everything except onions and carrots. This storm prevented all Christmas shopping and cabin fever set in quickly. So as much as I love snow. I would rather have it on my own terms and I pray I never have to see another blizzard again.