We got out of the house today, and it felt like we were pioneers who had been snowed in for months. It was a gorgeous day, and the 32 degrees felt like summer. Everything's relative, I guess.
Another 'blast' hits tomorrow, and schools have already been officially closed. We're supposed to get snow and freezing rain and more snow. Sounds lovely.
I need to write a couple drabbles and my recommendation for Ron's book, which I finished reading yesterday. But in the meantime, we've got to go out and get the important thing we forgot today: batteries for our flashlights . . . just in case we lose electricity.
Let me mention how thankful I am for electricity. I can't imagine not having the abililty to beat back the dark and the cold, to be at the mercy of the natural elements. And not to be able to nuke our food, watch TV all night, surf the internet whenever we want, take hot baths and dry our laundry! (Yes, I remember the days Mom used to make us hang stuff on a line in the backyard. Ugh.) What if we could never play Zuma again?! And, without my curling iron, I wouldn't be able to have my 'signature hair.' (Which is why a decade ago I bought a butane curling iron during a particularly long cold snap.)
I was definitely born in the right century.