Sunday, January 9, 2011
It's Almost Here
If you live in any of these pink to white areas you are probably going to experience some inconvenience during the next day or two. No power, no heat, closed roads and schools (did I hear a yeah from kids?)
I live in the Atlanta area, where we are never sure of the weather until it happens; however, the meteorologists seem pretty certain that we are going to get IT this time. I am hoping that they are wrong and we dodge the bullet once more.
Naturally there has been the usual crisis-clearing-of-the-stores. Yesterday, it was necessary to travel to three stores in order to find
I am glad I did not need water - I think they were going to flip for the last one.
We do have a gas range so fortunately I can still cook.
The neighborhood behind us has underground utilities so they usually miss out on the fun of trying to keep the body from freezing. The last time we went through this, I was staring out my kitchen window at the neighbors behind us. Though I was wearing a hat, gloves and several layers of clothes I believed I was turning into an icicle, and there up on the hill, they had their lights on, which meant that they were warm, and could listen to the radio and watch tv. Yes, I did consider sneaking up the hill with a long extension cord and plugging it into an outlet on their deck.
We do have a fireplace, but it is gas logs and in extremely cold weather it is useless.
If there are no posts on this blog next week please send help!
It is a few hours later and I am getting ready to post this. The IT has arrived and it is as bad as they said it would be. Everything was covered in less than 30 minutes and it is expected to snow all night and turn to freezing rain tomorrow. Freezing rain, just what we do not need. Oh well. Have you ever had any luck with a sun dance?
I think many of us across tha nation are in the same fix - STUCK. Guess there will be photos galore on the blogs later.
A friend of mine just called. She and her husband arrived at the Atlanta airport a little while ago to find that the interstates are closed. They will more than likely be sleeping on the airport floor tonight. At least I have my own bed and pillow.
In Jimmy Durante's words, "Good night Mrs. Calabash, where ever you are."