Snow day doesn't even begin to cover it, really--this is INSANE. Two days ago, we didn't have any snow at all--nothing. Now we're buried in over 50 centimetres of it (that's about 20 inches for those of you playing along from those imperial measurement countries).
I've got pictures that I'm going to upload later, but it's just plain mental--all the schools are shut down, (and they NEVER do that here) university exams are canceled, the buses aren't running, taxis are designated as emergency service only... I'm about to start checking the cupboards for canned goods and candles and like... I don't know what else--I'll have to go read Little House on the Prairie or something.
So far--this is my favorite quote from the (online, 'cause paper delivery didn't happen) newspaper:
The fire department is asking people to clear off the tops of fire hydrants if they know where they are located.
I'm never going to be able to bitch when people start making the jokes about Canada being buried in snow and ice ever again.
ETA:
A weather satellite picture of the giant snowstorm that got stuck right over our heads last night...