Our snowpocalypse hasn’t been all that eventful, but I’ll share the highlights.
I shoveled three times in six hours. Each time I went out to shovel, I could no longer see where I shoveled.
The Mister told me to stop.
And then he shoveled.
I dunno. Maybe he likes to shovel.
The Mister was sent home Sunday afternoon, and did not return until today.
The power flickered. It’s true. The internet went out, and the satellite dish went down, and the lights went off and on. It lasted about 3 seconds, and I shouted, “Noo!” which may be what prompted the electricity to resume.
More than thirty thousand people in central Indiana have been without power during the storm, so I really wish they’d been able to save their electricity by shouting Noo! as I had.
Moo packed a panic bag, in case we had to go to Mamaw’s for heat. It’s important to note that Moo’s panic bag contained merely toys and knee-high socks.
We got our van into our tiny garage!!!
This was a real victory for me, even though I wasn’t the one who made the space, or drove it in there. In fact, it barely fits. I won’t be the person pulling it into or out of the garage, because I am not a professional parker. My husband can drive and park anything, perfectly.
About the garage, I’ve been a nagging wife, who off and on has said, “We can’t tell if it’s going to fit until we try.” There are endless containers in that garage; military kip, fabrics, summer clothes, lawn equipment…For a good four months, we didn’t know when recycling was, so we had oodles of recyclables in there. They may have had to send another truck just for us!
Around late September, I began the occasional nag of “Before the cold weather comes, we should move about half of this stuff to the shed.” Like, my stuff.
Then around the beginning of November, I heightened the nagging sensation by saying, “You’re going to spend all winter scraping, and then when spring comes, you’ll move those containers and find out you could have been parking in there the whole time.”
Wives love to say shit like that, because we enjoy doing I-told-ya-so dances afterward. I suspect this comes from years of unfulfilled chainsaw dreams or whatnot.
So yes, this was a victory for me, because The Mister had to stand before me and say the words, “You were right.” I asked our friends to send chocolate to help heal his ego. My friend Tracey said that men aren’t as good at eyeballing measurements, because six inches to a man is a lot different than six inches to a woman. Heh.
I do not recall it having been feels like -32 here, but I suppose it has. It’s cruel to a human face. Burning skin, stinging eyes, nose, teeth: too cold for me!
The snow fell to about a foot of accumulation, and it blew all night, so none of the shoveling mattered.
Having been away from snowstorms, I forgot that they can actually be a bit noisy. Clumps of snow split and fall. Branches and limbs fall.
I was awfully glad Mr. F trimmed that apple tree, because the branches on the red tree sure did hang low, almost like a willow, and the green apple tree branches would have been catastrophic without his help.
When we woke up Monday morning, Chubby Squirrel seemed to be frozen to the tree trunk. I threw out seeds, and I set out a laundry basket with blankets and more seed. I don’t know if he ever went in there, but I’ll find out when I bring it back in tomorrow. The girls say they have seen several squirrels come out of the basket. Chubby Squirrel has somewhat become my fourth pet, and I worried for him, so the basket made me feel better, at least.
We ran out of ice to make swate tay. Irony is when you’re out of ice during a snowstorm. Our next major purchase needs to be a new fridge, because the ice maker is broken on the one that came with the house. (Also, it’s one of those dreadful side-by-sides. We all hate it.)
I suggested The Mister go break some icicles off our neighbor’s house, but he declined. So, I set the pitcher in the snow. An hour later, it still wasn’t cold, so I think maybe our winter was broken between nine and ten last night…
I took lots of pictures of the snowy trees. Ooh, pretty trees!
And Chubby Squirrel with snow on his nose.
I’m off to peel potatoes to add to my pot roast, because snowstorms make perfect times to snuggle up in the afghan with a bowl of warm.
Gorgeous piccies. It took Mister two days to get home in fourteen inches of snow? hehe I know, I’m just being obtuse. I’m good at it. 😀
Please send your phone number so I can call you next time my power goes out. In return, I’ll send ice cube trays. They’re cheaper than fridges. 😉
Haha! I could’ve wroted that mo’ bettah, but then, I could say that about a lot of my blogs 😉
I have ice cube trays, but I use them for lemons and herbs. Plus, it takes A LOT of ice to make the swate tay. *nods*
Ah, I see. Then you definitely need a new fridge.
Are we sure we aren’t neighbors?
What makes you ask?
While I’m not certain we’re not neighbors, my street is my entire neighborhood, and there are only about a dozen houses — I haven’t seen you here!
I am sorry, I was being funny. We have similar midwestern situations right now. We are just waiting to find out if tomorrow is another snow day…..
AH! Well I’d sure be delighted if any of my neighbors wrote. Or read. LOL
I totally get THAT! I laughed because I wrote a sarcastic post about the storm today and then I read yours right after, nice to know that I am not the only one!
Loved this post. We had about 6″ of snow, then we had a rainstorm overnight and all the snow disappeared. It was quite a magic trick. Now we’re at about -15 wind chill, which is NOT fab.
Thanks! Yeah, that is a pretty good trick!
I’m warm. You stay warm, too!
love that you’re enjoying and experiencing all winter has to offer after so many years of not getting any. Do you have enough warm sweaters yet? 😉
I do NOT! lol
Also, warm socks!
But I’m glad to enjoy it, too! Thanks 🙂
we bought a french door Samsung a few months ago…big one..love it, love it…skipped the water and ice in the door as that’s always the first to go..icemaker in the corner of the freezer works perfectly. we never pay any attention, there is always perfect ice…stay warm…enjoy shoveling.
Ah, how nice! The Mister likes the French doors, too. He’s fond of the drawer freezers on the bottom, while I like the standard. I don’t know what we had in our last house, but it was about 22cubic feet and had just a standard ice maker in the corner, worked great for us.
Ironically, our cold water dispenser still works. I don’t use it, but it works, lol!
And here 🙂
Thank you x
You shoveled three times in six hours? Wow, you must have the biceps of Arnold!
I laughed out loud when you wrote that you stopped the loss of power by yelling NO. I’ll have to try that the next time we get a storm. The Joey technique. 🙂
I did. Now, when I reach for things, my right arm hurts! 😛
So nice of you to put those blankets out for Chubby! I was watching my little guys come and go from their hole in my tree and thought “oh I do hope they stay warm somehow in this freezing weather.” I’m so glad you guys didn’t lose power, I was a bit fearful of that here too. We didn’t get snow though, just the freezing temps. I think the worst of it is over now ~ they’re forecasting 30’s for this weekend. Funny about the garage, and lovely snowy tree photos! 😀
We’re going to get some “warm” weather like that, and some rain. I think we’ll have a floody back 40 again!