Well I’m sitting at the homestead, enjoying the glow and warmth of electricity as I know not when the wind is going to kick in and potentially shut things down. I hit the grocery store early this morning for staples such as water, rock salt, batteries, and canned goods (NO, I did NOT get bread and milk). Thankfully it was not the zoo I saw later on in the day, but I definitely drove in and out of the Cumby’s lot with nowhere to fill up at 9am this morning.
I really don’t understand why we have to give these storms an EPIC title or even a name. I don’t care that it’s Juno or Snowpocalypse 2015, it’s a blizzard folks. Blizzard of 2015 in my book… has a better ring to it like the Blizzard of ’78. Much more dignified than trying to turn it into something pseudo-biblical that sounds cliche and trite. Are they trying for Snowmageddon as well? It all gets so confusing. That and adding the titular “-gate” ending to any scandal in the media (I’m looking at you “Deflategate”).
So it’s snowing. Quiche was made. Blankets are piled up. Candles must be made at the ready. Lets hope that the plows and National Grid are ready for this action. It’s not like they didn’t have plenty of warning the way the news is going on and on about this apparent historic storm. Let’s hope so as I’d like to be back in action ASAP. No where to really go around here when there’s several blankets of snow on the ground.
It’s slightly late, but Happy Australia Day! Had myself one of these babies at Megs’ Aussie Milk Bar in Newport. DELICIOUS!