December 21. Winter Solstice. The Shortest Day. The Longest Night. Our 13th wedding anniversary. The middle of the snowiest December in 40 years of Portland history. And the night we ‘d decided to host a party for our good friends here in Portland.
We haven’t done much entertaining in the last six months and I really wanted to have some friends over. Plus, nothing motivates us to clean our house like company a’comin’. So we cleaned and decorated and baked dozens of cookies and made hot cocoa. And outside it snowed and it snowed and it snowed. Oh well, we lit a fire and decided that even if it were just the two of us we would have good winter-y evening together.
And then, four brave souls managed to make it through the snow to our party. Amy walked 20 blocks through the snowstorm. Steve and Amy cross-country skied down Woodstock Avenue to our house. And the ever-intrepid Stacey simply hopped into her 4-wheel drive and plowed through the drifts over here. Everyone was wet and rosy-cheeked and ready to hang out with other people for a while. We had a pleasant conversation and enjoyed the company. And then they wrapped themselves back up and headed home.
That would be the end of our story except the lovely Steve and Amy, after skiing all the way home, realized that they had locked themselves out of their house. Not a great position to be in during “Arctic Blast 2008”. Fortunately, they had their cell phones so they called us. We agreed to dig our car out of its drift and help them get to their friend’s house who had a key. It took Nate at least 45 minutes to dig out and de-ice the car. By that time Steve and Amy had skied the 30 blocks back to our house. Steve and Nate took off on wild wintry drive to retrieve the keys, then we all piled into our car and took Steve and Amy home.
It was a beautiful night with the most snow I’ve ever seen in Portland. Nate took some great pictures that he’s posted on Flickr. There were people skiing and snowmobiling all over the place even at 11:00 at night.
Since then, it’s just kept snowing and snowing and snowing. I don’t even know how much snow we have. We didn’t even try to dig out the car today. We did go for a walk with the dogs and gave away some of our dozens of left-over cookies to our neighbors.
I’ll have to say that I don’t mind being snowed in with Nate and the dogs. It’s not a bad way to spend the long winters nights, snuggled up on the couch with the one you love. Happy Anniversary to us!