Rant #1,366: We Got What We Got

We got 17.8 inches of snow yesterday.

Yes, nearly a foot and a half.

In my neck of the woods, we received the most snow in Nassau County, Long Island, New York.

However, if you went into Suffolk County, and way out east to the Forks--both North and South--they got about three feet of snow.

There was a lot of consternation by some people about the amount of snow forecast and the amount that was received.

This was particularly true in New York City, where Mayor Bill deBlasio was chastised for closing everything down--not just the schools, but all mass transit, as well as the roads and major roadways--simply based on forecasts.

Governor Cuomo was also bashed for his handling of the storm, and word leaked out that it was he who chose to shut down the subways, not deBlasio, and that he mayor may have heard about this decision perhaps minutes prior to it being put into place.

This time, I am not going to bash either deBlasio or Cuomo.

I feel they made the right decisions, in lieu of what we were supposed to get.

New York City got between seven and 12 inches of snow, not the two to three feet that was predicted, but I think you have to err on the side of caution here.

You don't want another disaster like you had a few years ago, when then Mayor Michael Bloomberg, using his aloof nature to the people he was elected to govern, botched an entire snow cleanup in New York City, crippling people for not just one day, but for many days afterward.

And let's not forget 2013, when people were stuck on the Long Island Expressway, literally having to leave their cars there and find refuge while the highway was cleared of snow.

Both deBlasio and Cuomo learned from these mistakes, and while the city did not get the snow that was predicted--nobody really did unless you are talking about Suffolk County on Long Island--they did the right thing, and all the bashers are wrong this time.

And as I said, we received 17.8 inches of powder from the storm.

My wife and I did most of our shoveling, with our son finally pitching in when we had already been out there for a half hour.

It took the three of us an hour or so to dig our cars out and clean the sidewalk as best as we could.

Honestly, I have been in worse snow, but getting nearly a foot and a half was snow enough, I guess.

After clearing the snow, we went back into the house, prepared for a quiet afternoon--and I promptly fell asleep for about two and a half hours.

My back did hurt during the cleanup, so I think that this was my body talking to me and saying that since I hurt a bit, I needed to sleep.

And I did.

Also, the day before, after we were let out from work early, I came home and was eating a bagel, and my crown popped off my tooth, and I know I swallowed it.

I was not able to retrieve it--I will not describe what I tried to do to retrieve it, use your imagination--but I will have to go to the dentist to get that fixed.

So all in all, it was a storm I won't forget, more for losing my crown than anything else.

It could have been worse, and thankfully, it wasn't.

Let's all be happy about that, rather than crab about what was open and what wasn't.