Snow...love it or hate it, it's here to stay for a while

So much like the rest of the US we are snowed in. I can't say we're in nearly the predictament of many of my friends living in the DC/MD area but we still got snow and lots of it. The most we've had since we moved out here. This kind of snow has been a real fear of mine since we moved out to the boons. I have always lived in the country but at least it was still only 5 miles to the grocery store. Now we're 12 miles to the nearest big grocery store (no offense Family Market Custom Killing - nothing but love for ya!) and it's a winding, twisting 12 miles at that. Besides that the last almost 1/2 mile to our house is a private road (read: no plow) so the 12 inches of the big fluffy snow that fell overnight equals quite the mess this morning. And you know, as Murphy's Law dictates: Bryan had to work this weekend!

The good news here is that this storm had been forecasted as early as Tuesday as "significant snowfall" so we had a plan of sorts. My dad brought his Kubota tractor down to the homestead on Friday morning with the plans to again come down this morning to start digging us out. Bryan had spent the night at his sister's as it was extremely nasty out last night - you couldn't even see where the road ended and the ditches began!! (He wound up calling off though - it was crazy bad at 5a still) Last night the sheriff called Belmont County as a Level 3 state of emergency. This basically means that you need to stay off the roads unless absolutely necessary and you can even be arrested if you're out (although I know no one who has ever been arrested). Do you think that stopped my dad from working last night? Nope. So after he worked, he headed out here. Little problem was that even Ogilbee Road hadn't been plowed yet. My dad's plans to dig us out were not to be thwarted - he plowed through that snow himself. Snow was coming up over his hood it was so deep! This is what my dad's tire looked like when he got to my house:


Crazy, right?


The snow was so heavy that it took a long time to get it moved. And thankfully at about 1/2 the way done our awesome neighbor finally got his truck with the plow (truck term used loosely - this truck is a POS but oh well!) running and he finished the rest. Here's my dad hard at work - don't let him fool ya, he loved it.


The end of the road, literally. Actually there is more road here, somewhere, just no more houses.



The aftermath of all that plowing is drifts for Tyler to conquer



Or perhaps to conquer Tyler:


And no worries, Delana was out having fun too!