What does 26 inches of snow look like? And what does one do when that much snow falls?

We here in the DC area rarely have a need to contemplate such an apocalyptic weather event. (Fortunately!)

However, we had plenty to “contemplate” after last weekend’s snowstorm that swept the Mid-Atlantic states.

Here is a photo diary of how our family survived Snowpocalypse 2010.

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The railing on our deck is the official spot for monitoring snow accumulation at our house. Typically, we guess how many inches have piled up. This time around, we had to convert our guesses to feet. (You can also see the tail lights of one of the cars peeking out from underneath the snow mounds.)

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No newspaper delivery due to icy roads? No problem with a newly purchased Kindle. A couple of clicks and a free, trial subscription to The Washington Post later, we are connected to the sports page vital world news. Phew.

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No electricity and, therefore, no heat? No problem when you dress in footie pj’s.

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No electricity and it’s heading toward nightfall? Hmmm, THAT could be a problem. Time to hunt through the house and gather anything that can shed light. (Can you tell I’m not a candle person? We could only round up five measly candles, and I had to wipe off dirt/fuzz from two of them.)

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Given a day free of all electronics, Mike and Jack decide to assemble a table hockey game, a Christmas present that still resided in its original box. They made major strides in putting it together (although, here, they are trying to un-do one of the steps). About 75% complete, the game still sits on my bedroom floor.

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One of the reasons the game is not done: Mike sustained an injury during “The Making of The Hockey Game.” I asked him to quit for the day before any other body part was injured (and any blood got on my carpet).

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Fortunately, Caitlin had the foresight the night before to make a batch of brownies to ensure we had sustenance while we were sans power.

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The good news is that our power came back after only eight hours, and we were able to dig out our cars and get out of our neighborhood after only 48 hours of being home bound. We made it!

Having said that, it’s probably a safe bet that Survivor host Jeff Probst won’t be knocking on our door anytime soon asking us to audition for his adventure show.