The Blizzard of Christmas 2009

I opened my eyes to hear the sharp sound of ice hitting the roof on the morn of Christmas Eve.   By mid day, the storm had hit.  Wind howled, snow fell left to right, and the street no longer existed, we seemed to be alone on our street. 
My husband had to leave to take Nick to work early, and it took only about 1/2 the trip for the storm to hit.  Leaving Nick at work, Gayle came home having mad as hell that Nick insisted, even though we were expecting the blizzard of the decade, to go to work and the phone rang.
Rob… on his way home ran off the road and into a ditch… a rescue mission was sent.  They got home, sans car, and the storm was white out.   
Finally about 2, Nick called, no business at Wal-Mart… worried to about getting home.. well we couldn’t go get him (white out – duh) so he had to wait until the storm lifted.  And it finally did and off Gayle went, along with Alissa, for a second set of eyes. 
Finally, they all got home and I was fully relieved. 
We ended up opening presents on Christmas Eve because for once in years we were all in the same place at the same time.
Fast Forward to Christmas Day:
Tried to get Robs car out, didn’t work: Here’s some pics