Let's start at the very beginning, a very good place to start. When you learn to read you say A,B,C,. When you learn to sing, it's Do, Re, Me. When you need to heat, you need elec-tri-ci-ty..
Yes, I have been in a blogger blackout lately and I will share a few of our exciting adventures.
We had a snow storm, yes, my dear friends, we are not in Houston anymore. March 1st, they are calling for some snow..yah, sure. So, we hope maybe for a dusting so that my children know there really is such a thing as this white stuff everyone talks about. Great big flakes begin to fall. Sheer beauty! Then, it begins to accumulate. Sheer glee! Then the power goes out. Sheer adventure! Yes, it is now midnight and we are burning the candles, and enjoying how funny our friend who is staying with looks when she has her headlamp on. Now imagine a night where all the six children are in the room with us...with no heat and blankets piled on. But, worse yet, (are you ready for this?) NO FANS for whitenoise. Now, mom and dad hear every cough, sniffle, grunt and snore. We wake the next morning absolutely mind numbingly exhausted...and cold. Yes, dear friends dear ole' SC power company has no clue when our power will be back on.
Since, Caterpillar employees were 90% gone that morning, S's boss told him not to worry about coming in. I mean, we have 4-6 inches of snow, people. THIS is history. Ice everywhere too. We have one thing in mind now as our bones grow colder...evacuation. We have been here before. Remember the flood in 98?
We numbingly get together some things to take with us, including a cooler full of food that we don't want to go bad in the freezer. S takes some trial runs up the driveway to see if we can make it our. Our neighbor has already gotten stuck trying. S has to take his chain saw up to cut down some trees in the road. Finally we are on our way with our friend J following behind us. ( J had been staying with us all week and so was evacuating with us in her own car).
Oh no, S says that the van is reading no battery. Now good ole Moby is getting hot...we are overheating. It is a triple failure. Anyone know how to do a triple bypass on a 15 passenger van? Maybe it is the anti-freeze. S takes J's car to the store to get antifreeze. Nope, still not working. By now it is well after lunch and no one has had a decent meal all day. The children had put peanut butter on some bread for their breakfast in the frozen tundra house earlier. I had grabbed some cereal. But we were all in need of a real meal. J kept referring to her need of "Java". Sorry, J I tried to make coffee off the car battery that morning, but it didnt work.
Plan B is to leave J with the children in the van (thanks J, you were a lifesaver with those goodies you pulled out to give the children to eat) and S and I to take J's car and go back home to get S's car. Now good ole Moby has to unloaded with the cooler, and all the blankets, etc. etc. Finally, we all head to get some real food ie: Taco Bell. In two vehicles now, we go into eat looking like something the cat dragged in, and feeling a bit like it too. After a nourishing meal at this health food restaurant, we head over to Mom's house. What a relief to get into a nice warm comfortable home!
S and my dad, along with the 3 boys head back out into the elements to go and try and fix our dear sick van. They had called around and the part was no where nearby to be found...so they made one...my heros! Feeling glad that all seemed well again, Dad headed back but was called partway home...because the van was stick in trouble. Now, it had reached the point that it was time for a mechanic.
To make this long story a little shorter. We spent Monday-Wednesday at my parents house. The power came back on at our house at 11:30 Tuesday evening. Our van was finally fixed on Wednesday so we could all head back home that night. We arrived home exhausted, but very thankful. The house had stayed so cold that even the ice cubes in our freezer had not melted.
One week later? Nearly 80 degrees. How about that for some extreme whether changes. Tis the season for coats..no, short sleeves...no, coats....no, short sleeves.
But, through it all the children sure enjoyed their first taste of a real snow at their own home. I have pics to put up at some point.
This week has been very, very busy so it has taken awhile to get this post written. But, already we laugh at the memories of the "Snow of 09".