Two nights ago our world turned into a giant ice skating rink. The side walks and roads all have almost an inch of ice covering them. Bushes, trees and sign posts are all frozen over in a display like I’ve never seen before.
I borrowed these photos from my friend Becky’s blog, found here. I took a couple of the ice, but she captured it so beautifully.
Last night we foolishly drove out of town to some friend’s house for dinner. We slid around a bit on the ice, but made it safely. We thought we might have to stay the night there because of the ice, but because Gatsby was stuck at home alone, we decided to travel back, very very slowly. Luckily by the time we left all of the roads had been salted heavily and we made it home more easily than we had even hoped.
We didn’t know, however, if we would have power when we got home. Just before we left our friend’s, their power had gone out. All of the ice on the lines do not make for a good thing. When we got home, our lights were still on and our house was nice and warm. It stayed on for the rest of the night and is still working. I’m thanking God for that, and sending out the message to all our friends in Columbus that we’ve got a warm place for them to come should they need it.
In other news, Noah slept the best he’s ever slept last night. He was down from 11:30pm-5:15am then again from 5:30am-9:50am. Holy cow, I feel like a new woman and am jetting around the house being more productive than I have been in weeks.