Monday, we meet again. I was on the fence about doing a weekend recap since all I did was wait for the snow, watch the snow, and then wish the snow would go away. But, for the sake of posterity, I decided to do one anyway.
Friday I had plans to go to Jessica’s, but Jonas had other ideas. The storm was supposed to start at 3 am Saturday morning. Then, while I was at the Post Office, I made some new friends who told me that they heard it was now supposed to begin between 12 and 2 am. Whatever, I’ll be home in plenty of time either way. My
roommates parents had the news on all night and were, quite frankly, driving me nuts about it all. We’re supposed to get 6-12 inches, how bad could it be? The worst will be overnight. I’ll be fine. That’s what I kept saying. When I got the “do you want to reschedule?” text I decided to stay home and see what this storm was all about.
Jonas landed at about 9:30 pm Friday night and pounded right on through midnight Saturday night (technically Sunday morning). christ.
Saturday I was supposed to go out for Lisa’s birthday but with the snow falling at 3 inches an hour and winds upwards of 45-50mph, she decided to reschedule. good choice. Instead, Nicole came over and we watched Hotel Transylvania 2 and The Intern.
To pad this post a little, I’ll give my thoughts on both movies. HT2 was OK, but I think the commercials made it seem much funnier than it was. Pretty disappointing. The Intern was great. I loved it! Robert DeNiro was the cutest little old(er) man. He made me so sad but in a good way. A mischina, if you will. (mish-keen: an italian slang term usually meaning “what a pity”.) I don’t know why Anne Hathaway gets all the hate she does because she’s perfect for these roles. I hate to typecast actors but if she could pull a Kate Hudson and mostly do these kinds of movies for the rest of her career, I’d be very happy.
Sunday consisted of me helping my mom shovel the car out and make a path for our garbage cans. People who know me that may (or may not) read this are probably calling bullshit because I HATE the snow. Shoveling it, walking in it,hearing about it, ALL OF IT. But I did! I shoveled! Like a big girl!
I heard my neighbor mention that her ruler was reading 30.5 inches. Officially, the weather people keep saying that this was the second biggest storm in NYC’s history. We missed tying for first place by .10 of an inch. Unofficially, that is a shit ton of snow.
Either way, there’s always time for some selfies. Or some snowfies!
That’s my “how can something so sparkly be such a problem?” face.
After shoveling and selfie-ing, I came inside with every intention of reading, but I wound up getting a call from a nap that I just had to answer.
And that’s about it. Now it’s all about figuring out how to live in a snowglobe. Thank God it’s suppposed to be almost 45 degrees with some chance of rain by Tuesday.
HURRY UP, SUMMER.
What did you do this weekend? We’re you snowed in?