If ever there was a good reason for a bride to ‘zilla out, Julie had a list of them. Her wedding to Chris fell on 12/19, the day we got a record setting snowfall here in the East Coast region. What was originally going to be a 1.5 hour drive for me from Baltimore to West Chester, PA turned into a 4 hour white knuckler! Talking on the phone with Julie and her mom on the way, I learned that their limo driver had even cancelled. And forget about wearing those gorgeous shoes–today was going to be a day for practicality! Julie was the anti-zilla–she didn’t even break a sweat over the whole thing.
And for all that it stormed like I have never seen, the day was wonderful and fun. Julie and Chris were both so relaxed, and it was obvious that nothing was going to get to them on this special day.
They very nicely offered me a hotel room for the night, but I could feel the far away cry of my seven month old (it sure seemed that way, anyway) and headed home. As I watched car after car after truck after 18 wheeler go sliding off 95, I wondered if I should stop after all–but slogged on, only to get stuck 4 hours later on my very own street. I was and am still so grateful to Craig, Jeremy, and Jeremy’s friend Liron for digging me out that late and in such a storm! (Hence the last round of pictures). The last shot is the view from my upstairs window the next morning looking out over a quiet and peaceful neighborhood covered this deeply in snow.

























