A Real-Life Blizzard

I've lived in Idaho nearly all my life and the word blizzard is often thrown around in conjunction with any large-ish storm around these parts.  Mostly, I think, because we live in a culture which lacks vocabulary and deems it necessary to overstate.  Regardless of reason though, I cannot actually remember another time in my life that the National Weather Service has called for an actual BLIZZARD!  So, I thought it was kind of "fun".  Fun because:

• it was something new, exciting and noteworthy
• it was only supposed to last one day
• we weren't planning on going anywhere that day anyhow
• we live in a part of the country that is well-prepared for crazy storms so the roads would be taken care of soon after the storm died down -- on the highway and main roads, at least
• I have a nice, warm house to stay in when icky stuff like that is happening outside

This is the as much as the grounds crew did.  And despite the 40-50 mile an hour winds leaving huge snow drifts, they only came once.  This is what they left us with.

Notice the stairs with oh, six or so inches of snow on them still.  We live up those stairs.  Owen worked really hard all day to keep our walk clean so should we actually need to go anywhere we wouldn't slip and break our head open on the way to the car...or get our feet stuck in the snow.

And although I think the only reason the storm really qualified for a blizzard was because of the insane wind!  We did get a fair amount of snow, but not really anything that spectacular for around here.  After things died down a little, Owen managed to catch a shot of the sidewalk in front of our home though.  Check out that wall of snow!

Is it crazy that I consider that normal?