It started on Thursday morning. I got up at 6 am to get ready for work. The weather 'people' had been reporting (spastically) the storm for the past week. But honestly, with it being 60 degrees on Wednesday night and wearing my Capri’s for church, I really thought the weather 'people' were at it again. But I was wrong (please forgive me weather ‘people’. I mistrusted you.). Ten minutes before I left for work, Hannah got a phone call that all the State offices were closed and they were shutting down the airport. It started to rain, ice was coming within the hour, and I got the text that work was canceled. It is one of those moments that you want to live over again, a wonderful feeling.
On Friday the freezing rain turned into snow. Bee-uuutiful snow! We didn't lose power once, but we had the bathtubs full, water bottles, and Dura logs (they keep going, and going :) ready if we had.
We got out today in the snow and ice. It took us about an hour and half to de-ice our cars. It was quite the ordeal. My windshield has a small crack in it, but nothing too bad. The snow and ice is lovely to look at. Don't I have such a conqueror's stance in the bottom picture? 'Ice, this day I beat you.' Literally I did. I broke the scraper part off of my ice-scraper so I started wacking the ice off the car (controllably of course) with the padded ice-scrapper handle and it worked very, very well. And if you think this is why my windshield is cracked, you are wrong. I did not crack my windshield, and my car has no bruises.
So, thank you, Lord. Thank you for sending the storm.
L.s.R
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