My Idea of a Perfect Storm



Sleep till nine.  Tuck in under electric blanket.  Watch snow falling outside window.  Wake up slowly and stretch-walk your way to the kitchen.

Brew fresh-perk and get out real cream.  Soften butter for banana nut bread. Feed dog.  Wait five minutes and unleash hell into backyard Рthat is, let dog out and watch her go banana nuts in the snowdrifts!  Rolling, romping, rambunctious.  Snowdog extraordinaire.

Finally wake sleeping eleven year old son! ¬†Crypt-keeper like, he’s wrapped in several layers of blankets, pillows and random-noun items. ¬†There’s my hairbrush!

Watch disaster movie… Perfect Storm sounds good! ¬†Make Jiffy Pop. ¬†Settle in for snowed-in warmth and mandated down-time.

Not a bad way to start a day.

Snowed in but Cozy


When I hear word of a “weather event”¬†coming, I always flip to the weather channel to watch that tightly-wound¬†chrome-dome weather dude, Jim Cantore.¬† He’s so amped¬†about the weather! It’s like a religious experience for him.¬† “Looks like a weather event coming!¬† Gonna shut down the east coast!¬† Yeahhhh!”¬† Man needs to discover herbal tea.

As always, I prepared¬†for the snowstorm by stocking up on… baked goods!¬† Whadja¬†think, I’d say batteries and bottled water?¬† Matter of priorities, you know.¬† Made some Chicken Cacciatore¬†in the crock pot last night, brewed some java and settled in.¬† Maybe I should’ve¬†made Chicken Cantore¬†– once you eat it, you get all hyped about everything.¬† Shoveling the driveway!¬† Yeahhhh!¬† Feed the dog!¬† Allright now!!