Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!
Obviously, we are in the throes of winter weather. *grin* Last night, the weather service said 1-3" of accumulation, then some ice--just before noon today, they upped it to 3-6" of snow (Yay!) and then some ice.
Wish I *had* stopped to buy some vanilla. I'd have made snow cream, regardless of this being the first snowfall of the season. I want snow cream! *pouts*
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Of course, with the weather comes power outages. I'm hoping we won't get hit by the ice too badly. Fortunately for us, however, I heard tell of an oxygen patient living further down the road, so the crews try to get our power on more quickly.
And before you gasp and say "How AWFUL of her! To take comfort in someone else's misfortune!"--think about this: they're on oxygen. I can't change it. They need power to have the equipment running. They live below me. Therefore, to make sure they get what they need, I benefit. Can you begrudge me that? If I had a woodstove, I wouldn't care. I grew up with wood heat--I'm fine camped out in front of a stove to stay warm and to cook on the top. I don't have that anymore, though, so I take small comfort in knowing I won't be left to freeze.
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*sigh* I think I'll go toss myself on the couch and relax. Got some hot chocolate in my hands, so feeling pretty darn skippy, right now.
Well, that and I really need to start working on chapter three of the SASS round robin. *wink*
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"WEATHER, n. The climate of the hour. A permanent topic of conversation among persons whom it does not interest, but who have inherited the tendency to chatter about it from naked arboreal ancestors whom it keenly concerned. The setting up official weather bureaus and their maintenance in mendacity prove that even governments are accessible to suasion by the rude forefathers of the jungle." -Ambrose Bierce
Wish I *had* stopped to buy some vanilla. I'd have made snow cream, regardless of this being the first snowfall of the season. I want snow cream! *pouts*
~*~*~*~*~
Of course, with the weather comes power outages. I'm hoping we won't get hit by the ice too badly. Fortunately for us, however, I heard tell of an oxygen patient living further down the road, so the crews try to get our power on more quickly.
And before you gasp and say "How AWFUL of her! To take comfort in someone else's misfortune!"--think about this: they're on oxygen. I can't change it. They need power to have the equipment running. They live below me. Therefore, to make sure they get what they need, I benefit. Can you begrudge me that? If I had a woodstove, I wouldn't care. I grew up with wood heat--I'm fine camped out in front of a stove to stay warm and to cook on the top. I don't have that anymore, though, so I take small comfort in knowing I won't be left to freeze.
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*sigh* I think I'll go toss myself on the couch and relax. Got some hot chocolate in my hands, so feeling pretty darn skippy, right now.
Well, that and I really need to start working on chapter three of the SASS round robin. *wink*
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"WEATHER, n. The climate of the hour. A permanent topic of conversation among persons whom it does not interest, but who have inherited the tendency to chatter about it from naked arboreal ancestors whom it keenly concerned. The setting up official weather bureaus and their maintenance in mendacity prove that even governments are accessible to suasion by the rude forefathers of the jungle." -Ambrose Bierce