Snowzilla?

You know you're in for a bad day when Jim Cantore starts off the broadcast with, "If you're in NJ, it sucks to be you." Now this is often said in context of taxes, real estate, Christianity and general taste in fashion, but it's not often said about the weather. As an aside: We went to our annual Japanese Steakhouse dinner on New Years Eve this year and I had to take a picture of a typical NJ guy that was out at this rather nice dinner establishment. Unfortunately it was too dim for the picture to turn out. But let me describe from the ground up: Untied high top leather Nike basketball shoes. Acid washed jeans. Derek Jeter jersey unbuttoned all the way to reveal the mandatory wife beater undershirt. Three prominent gold chains around the neck. And a head full of hair product.

Back to the Feb 2010 update: Life at the Jersey Shore doesn't usually involve this much snow. Our friends and family in DC, Philly and Pittsburgh share in this wondrous winter wonder (dripping sarcasm here...) This being the third large snowstorm of the winter, the novelty has worn off...

Can you tell I love the snow?

The boys are enjoying playing in the snow which seems to consist entirely of "swimming in the snow", snowball fights and not shoveling.

Lucy had been out in the snow for the first two storms - maybe we'll get her out tomorrow. In the meantime, she's enjoying have the boys at home to play with her. Right now, Lucy and Joe are playing disco upstairs - Light sabers and Michael Jackson's greatest hits are all the entertainment they need.

Kate loves the snow, it looks great from the inside. And if I sound bitter, it's because I am. I hate being cold, I hate shoveling snow, and I want it to be spring. Don't worry, I've already called the waahmbulance... Anyhow, Kate is loving having us all snowed in. The fire is roaring, we've got ribs in the oven, a healthy supply of kettle corn popcorn, and all the boardgames and puzzles we need. The mailman even came by between snowstorms to deliver 3 movies from our friends at blockbuster.

The power has only flickered once and hopefully we'll be dug out sometime tomorrow afternoon.

Drop me a note and encourage me to post more often, I'm a pathetic blogger.

Peace.