Yesterday, while out on a walk, I was thinking about anticipaton. The anticipation of the snow storm. I really enjoy that stage. It's exciting before it happens. I think everyone has a survival instinct (at least I hope so) stemming from the olden days when there wasn't a grocery store every couple miles or so and a Walgreen's on every corner. I remember the big ice storm we had as kids and losing power for a week. A family of six, sleeping in the basement where it was warmer, using the fireplace during the day for heat. Eating cold sandwiches, wearing our coats inside. To us kids, it was an adventure. I'm sure my parents didn't feel that way. Yesterday I went to the grocery store (which is within walking distance) and it was packed. I expected that though. Not to many people have enough stored to withstand not going to the grocery store every few days. I admit, I am there every other day. My diet of mostly fresh, living foods makes that mandatory. But, that said, I also have stores of food on hand that we could make do on for quite a while and ways to prepare it without using electricity. When we finally do move to the farm, we'll even be more prepared. I'll have more room to store canned and dried foods. At the townhouse, we are limited. Some things are here & some are at the farm. Especially since cleaning the house to get it in that "for sale & I must look like a model" phase.
Last night I watched the movie "UP". Has anyone else seen it? Did you cry? I did. About four times.
I am going to stop writing and get out of bed. Yes it's noon :-). (I read past midnight) Yes I'm being totally lazy. Yes, I will probably have to have a beer to get to sleep tonight.
So give me all your good vibes and get Steve home safely tonight...
Dress I bought for Amy's wedding