Today Lila and I learned that when snow hits her windshield it doesn't make a raindrop patter, it makes a kind of weird muffled crackling noise. Yes, it really snowed here. No, there's none on the ground. My pants were entirely too thin for the day, really.
Herein lie my notes from the pen and paper journal I kept during the storm. I'll probably censor some of the family stuff, but you can all read my rants about everything else.
Family is ok. House is ok. We have no power, still on boiling water alert unless new info has come in recently. Fresh food is gone. House is hot but we spend a lot of time on the patio
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