Ice Ice Baby – TOO COLD

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Icy steps

These are the steps at our house.

You see…..nothing has melted. Our lovely temperature high was 17. The low 10. Windchill somewhere around zero. Let me just assure you, I have NEVER been this cold in my LIFE. We don’t have a fence. So, when the dogs go out, I have to make sure they don’t run away supervise them. I think I mentioned yesterday, they LOVE the snow/ice and go out often.

I can’t take it.

My fingers freeze within about five minutes (with gloves on). I am a wimp.

I told her not to go there and guess what? She slipped!

I’ll admit. The good folks of North Central Texas are weak. We are soft. Our blood is very thin. We break out the big coats when it hits 50 degrees. Seriously!

It is day three of ICE. It is not going anywhere tomorrow either.

WE ARE FREEZING!!

Ice, Ice baby – too cold, too cold.

On a happier note, Sydney and Jason spotted a beautiful cardinal out the window. I didn’t see it. I repeat: I didn’t see it! After much yelling and carrying on about WHERE this cardinal was and I still didn’t see it. The camera was snatched from my grasp by The Teen. In my SHOCK (yes it was the new one), she pointed and shot through the window to show me the cardinal. I finally SAW IT! Then I cropped the pic and added an edit. It sure is a welcome splash of color in this dreary land of ICE.

I am breaking out of this joint tomorrow. The walls are closing in. My mind is going flat and I am sick of TV. I can’t even do anything productive because I just sit and try to stay warm leaving me thoughtless. I admitted I’m weak!

Yes, every Packer and Steeler fan are entertained by our “little storm” in Texas. Shaking their heads and giving us a “there, there now”. We are pitiful. I know.

All schools are canceled tomorrow. The wrath of the Snowpocalypse and the great freeze of Superbowl town continues.

Snowpocalypse 2011: Coming to a Superbowl near you.

It’s here! (well, almost)

Apocalypse Snow Storm
(source)

The weather map at current posting time shows the beginning nibbles of a HONGRY snow! It’s coming to storm your town and make history!

Like our Snowpocalypse last year, remember that?

Yes, it really happened. We made history last year February 2010 - 12 1/2 inches in twenty-four hours in North Central Texas (Dallas/Fort Worth Metroplex).

I think there will be records that eat that one for breakfast, right Chicago?

Anyway, I have properly stocked up on Chocolate Cherrios, Little Debbie Oatmeal Pies, and those mini chocolate donuts (don’t judge).

I eagerly watch the temperature thermometer like a TJ Maxx opening day sale. Drop, drop, drop.

It’s not just for a snow day…..really! I want it to freeze BEFORE I go to work. I do not want my “fiction” story to be based on actual events.

It’s all highway bridges through downtown Fort Worth, and no…….the sand truck won’t help. See they misjudge here, they are not sand/salt road experts. They prematurely sand the streets (wet). It freezes. SOLID. It’s really unhelpful. They may realize their mistake and sand again, but with three trucks? It could take a while. In the meantime, the cars will mount up on the incline of the bridges, unable to reach the top, and begin sliding BACKWARDS (while spinning out) right into where your car is sitting with cars behind you. See what I am saying? It’s ice bumper cars (I’m talking to you Wisconsin-Pittsburgh Superbowl visitors).

Yes, a master can drive on slick streets, on sanded streets even, but not here. Mkay?

Stay inside. Eat your oatmeal pies. Grab an icicle lollipop, and make some snow cream. It’s Party Snowpocalypse 2011.

And if it gets too much, too cold, too brittle, too dark, too desperate and you run out of oatmeal pies? Just think happy beach thoughts. The power of positive thinking, yes?

A beach day-dream in winter.
Bridget- Galveston Beach – November 2010

Cloudy with a Chance of Chili

Because the weatherman predicted SNOW. Snow in North Central Texas.

Snow is rare. Snow is a miracle. We get excited over snow. Really excited!

So, this is how my day started.

Cold Temps hit Texas igniting a fire of warmth.

The chilly 30’s. A nice warm fire. Pretty glowing colors of orange toasting tootsies sporting purple fuzzy socks.

Ahh, winter. Finally!

Then it got better.

Jason's famous winning chili

Jason made us chili. His chili cook-off winning chili (the mild kid-friendly version). Yum!

Then?

Big fat chunks of SNOW, yes SNOW, came falling from the sky. Just like they said!

Snow! Snow! It’s snowing!!! It’s snowing!!

A rare snow in Texas.

But it wasn’t sticking. AT. ALL.

Finally it started to stick, so I’d have proof!

A pansy snow (heh).

If you squint, you can see it. Keep looking. It’s there…..squint…..there. Did you see it?

I swear a few moments later. The snow stopped failing. What was there, faded away; leaving a hydrated landscape sans the snowflakes.

Boo snow. Boo.

Supposedly, we will get sleet tonight. Now, that sounds more like Texas weather. Fierce ice chips hurling down to pelt and burn. Then, a nice, dangerous commute skating on black ice and playing bumper cars.

Plus, there is a 100% chance of leftover chili. Oh yeaaah!