You should be glad that you're not here.
Jan. 28th, 2009 05:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
same_skyThe weather here is miserable. We have been having an ice storm this week. It was slushy and bad yesterday, but then today, it is much worse! Woohoo! M decided to go on in to work a couple of hours late. He made it to the end of our road (four miles, maybe) before calling me to tell me he was coming home. He further said that he had never seen roads that bad, anywhere, ever. That would be one thing were it me saying that, because I make a point of not driving in snow and ice. However, M is a Swede, and Swedes know snow and ice. So we have had a nice relaxing day at home. That's pretty good because Evelyn has been a complete daddy's girl today. It's been daddy-daddy-daddy all day long.
The thing about ice storms is that everything is covered with ice. I know, I know, that sounds obvious, and maybe like it's not such a bad deal if you're staying inside. Except, except! Ice weighs a lot. Trees are not designed with weight-lifting in mind. We have a million trees in our yard. Big, big trees, with lots of branches. Or, at least, they used to have branches. We'll see what they look like when it melts.
My poor car, Lyman Zerga, got very lucky just there. It was so close to being clobbered with a giant branch.
Those would be our power lines. It is absolutely incredible that those branches have not broken yet. However, we did lose power earlier, which we thought was pretty much the end. Luckily, it came back on about fifty minutes later. Woohoo, heat and refrigeration! Also, internet. The branches are resting on the house or they probably would have broken.
So far, this is the worst financial damage that the storm has done, that we know of, except for M missing a day of work. That used to be a cute little ice cream table with a glass top. Now, it.... well. Isn't. It is an ex-table. A table that has ceased to be. Stil, that ex-table is sitting precariously close to our sunroom. When that branch came down, I was awake with Evelyn at four in the morning. It made such a loud noise that I jumped up and ran in there because I thought I could hear rain through the broken windows. Thank goodness, it had not actually demolished our sunroom.
I am beginning to have daydreams about houses without trees. They are so pretty but they're such a headache.
The thing about ice storms is that everything is covered with ice. I know, I know, that sounds obvious, and maybe like it's not such a bad deal if you're staying inside. Except, except! Ice weighs a lot. Trees are not designed with weight-lifting in mind. We have a million trees in our yard. Big, big trees, with lots of branches. Or, at least, they used to have branches. We'll see what they look like when it melts.
My poor car, Lyman Zerga, got very lucky just there. It was so close to being clobbered with a giant branch.
Those would be our power lines. It is absolutely incredible that those branches have not broken yet. However, we did lose power earlier, which we thought was pretty much the end. Luckily, it came back on about fifty minutes later. Woohoo, heat and refrigeration! Also, internet. The branches are resting on the house or they probably would have broken.
So far, this is the worst financial damage that the storm has done, that we know of, except for M missing a day of work. That used to be a cute little ice cream table with a glass top. Now, it.... well. Isn't. It is an ex-table. A table that has ceased to be. Stil, that ex-table is sitting precariously close to our sunroom. When that branch came down, I was awake with Evelyn at four in the morning. It made such a loud noise that I jumped up and ran in there because I thought I could hear rain through the broken windows. Thank goodness, it had not actually demolished our sunroom.
I am beginning to have daydreams about houses without trees. They are so pretty but they're such a headache.
