Monday, January 31, 2011
Here We Go! Waiting on Snow!
I took this new storm warning with a grain of salt. So many storms here this winter have spilt and gone around us, leaving us with cold temps and snow but nothing deep. Local forecasters were vague and fluctuating about what we would get here, although the forecast for north and east of us sounded dire.
This morning I got up and made tea, read a chapter, exercised, and then heard the TV say that our area was in the bull’s eye of the storm. Oh, that sounded bad. Even with out the falling stuff, the temps are to be -5 with wind chills down to -20. Yikes! They got my attention!
I was not in major need, but I decided to get out while I could. I stopped for gas, got cash at the bank, took a load to the post office, and stopped at the grocery store. People were on the move and my sense of hustle and hurry increased. While picking up my few things, I began to toss in extras. Ham for bean soup would be warming, and a new cracker looked good. Cabbage for soup, oh and some fat baking potatoes, the red jelled candy hearts looked cheery, and cheese and crackers for tea time. Better throw in some extra butter for a batch of cookies for a treat. Potato chips were on sale, a real no-no, but DH loved them so. Ah, my carb survival switch had been activated.
The drizzle began while I was in the store. Coming out to the moisture just made the forecast seem very real. I was glad to think one of the fire trucks was on its way to Kentucky, a copy of Rosebud was headed to Kansas City, copies of stories were on the way to St. Louis, and a book for a nursing home bound mother in law was making it way to Kansas. I knew all these places were in line for the same storm…maybe everything would be a nice perk to the snowbound at the other end.
The fire trucks were last week’s find. I had a doctor’s appointment, and though I have tried to not shop for anything anywhere during January, I drove right by Goodwill. The car just nosed itself into the lot making me check for tea cups! No cups but these two fire trucks were perfect for $2.50. All they needed were batteries. The one has a wailing siren. The other is a flashlight. When the child pushes the button the headlight of the truck lights up, but it won’t stay on without a finger. I sent the flashlight one since a wailing siren in the hands of a two year during winter might put Grammie in some real trouble!
So here we go…I hope I can have a reading and writing marathon this week. We will see!
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