52 inches in 48 hours

No, it's not some miraculous dieting product that you can find on late night television. Instead, it is the amount of snow that dropped on my MIL, keeping her away from her only son on his 40th birthday.

Trooper that she is, she tried to come anyway, but turned back when things looked really ugly.

To help you visualize it:

Snowed in. Photo by Grammy.

Another way of looking at it is this: you could drop Caitlin into the snowbank and if she sank to the bottom, there'd be 7 inches from the top of her head to the top of the snowbank.

That's deep!

We're sorry they're not here, but we're glad everyone's safe at home.