It's actually as bad as predicted. I'm surprised because our ultra competitive weatherpeoples keep the frenzy going, but this storm is epic.
First of all, we three are safely at home and warm, well fed and entertained - the charm of listening to Gary as he finds his way along the interwebs on his new tablet, has not worn off. It helped that all the calls canceling school/work/doctor came last evening, so we could sleep in a little.
The winds are nonstop, but the snow is hard to measure because it's not staying on the ground or stopping. The cold is beyond cold, so cold that once the spot in the bed that you are laying on, is warm, rolling off of the spot will wake you right up.
We are under a driving ban and all the highways are closed, although the news keeps sending reporters out for a drive around to check to see if the Thurway gates are shut.
Lake Erie ice was blown over the ice boom* this morning and the Niagara River is all jammed up at the water intakes near the Falls. Apparently, Grand Island (where we used to live) is flooding or sinking or doomed, but that depends on what channel you are watching.
I've checked (by phone) on my neighbors and they are good. I don't think the mail man has come by, but I'm not sure since the bolt on the front door seems to have frozen itself locked (the two other doors are fine) and I might need to remember where that key is to un stick it.
My sweater is a nice distraction - the body is done and one sleeve is underway. I hope to finish the sleeve tonight (drop shoulder, 3/4 length, just a few cables and decreases) but it's not going to work on the bike. I may have a solution in another little project and lace knitting at 9mph seems about right for a day like today.
*The ice boom is this contraption of huge logs that is floated at the point where the lake meets the river to keep the ice on the lake until it's warm enough for the ice to melt before it travels to the Falls where the power authority intakes are.