Colder than Ice!

 

What could possibly be…colder than ice?  Brrrrrr..waking up to an extremely frosty morning here in New York State!
 

I’m sure that, by some weather-related, temperature standards across the U.S., -8 degrees here in the upper sector of The Empire State could be considered downright balmy.  Joking with friends, I just made a comment that, when it warms up to zero, I’m heading outside to sunbathe, armed with Frozen Margaritas.  Everyone is invited over…just bring your own towels for swimming along with an icepick for the pool.

Not a good day for attempting to see if one’s tongue sticks to a metal pole but I’m sure some fool will try it just for their 15 minutes of fame..or however long it takes for some EMS team to remove that stuck organ from its captor.

                                  

The weather services have labeled our current little cold snap as an Arctic Air Invasion while forecasting the potential of a whopper of a mid-week storm heading for the Northeast along with the drama of predicting it will be one more Storm of the Century.

Been there done that…yawn. 

Hey, we’re snow-pros, ready to assume our places in long supermarket lines, struggling to push shopping carts filled with the basics..bread, milk, toilet tissue and beer.  We’ll start cooking everything in our collective refrigerators/freezers, producing enough menu choices to last for at least the next three to five months.  Coal for the coal stoves, wood for wood stoves and fireplaces, electric heaters, kerosene heaters (not many, kerosene is outrageous, surpassing even gas pump prices), oil and propane tanks topped-off as well.

                                                 

After all, we aren’t like various southern states where snow and ice come as a shock; where one, or two, local counties in the deep south have just one snowplow with which to clear roads.  Like I said, we northerners are seasoned experts with that white stuff and all the havoc it can create.

                                                    
We’re ready for whatever Mother Nature hurls at us.  We are tough east-coasters with 4WD, AWD, plows, snow blowers, ice melt, cat litter and every shovel design offered by our local Home Depots.  Most of us have extra gloves, scarves, food items, emergency flares, flashlights and more stashed in our vehicles should we become snow-stranded or suffer an accident.

                                                                  

                                                
                                                                                            

Hunker down and bring it on!  Mommies have time to fortify themselves with some “me time” to bolster their mental defenses before the kiddies are home from school yet again.   It’s Winter almost wherever one looks except for the state of Florida, the only state with no snow events.  Hate this cold weather?  Move to The Sunshine State where the roads are full of cars driven by headless drivers who, when they aren’t driving through the windows of some Chik-fil-a, chug along for miles with the turn signal flashing; where there’s a CVS on every, and I mean every corner; where once thriving orange groves are demolished to make way for another housing development.  The positives are great beaches on both Florida coasts and growing manufactured entertainment produced at Disney, Busch Gardens, Universal and more making the state a wonderful venue for vacations.  

For me, the only endearing part of Florida is the fact that one of my daughters, her husband and my Grandsons live there.  

But…there’s no snow.

                                                                        
Hold on a minute…I’m not Florida-bashing, just making an observation here so…relax all you Floridians!   All I’m saying here is that you can take the girl out of the Northeast but…you cannot take the Northeast out of the girl.  Once this arctic freeze passes, along with a few more snowstorms, we can look forward to Spring…then Summer…and Fall! 

And then…Winter will return.

 

 

    Flicker of Inspiration Prompt #31: Cold

                                         Have you ever been cold?

Almost a year ago we were freezing our posteriors off here in the Northeast.  Beyond cold or any other description of the weather.  Thought this post was worth sharing for this prompt.  Today, January 1, 2012…temperature outside is a balmy 32 degrees.  Haven’t seen snow since a freak storm in October and no precip is on the horizon.  Mother Nature is seriously slacking-off.

 

 

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NO more sNOOOOw days


I often write about not quite fitting-in on various Mommy Blog sites because I’m a Gramma these days, not the mother of young children.  Nowadays, I’m just a boring…”Mom” without the “my” at the end.

Hold on a sec..

The experiences are still the same, regardless of how many years have passed since I carried extra Balmex and baby wipes in my purse because the diaper bag overflowed with bottles, diapers, blankets, clothes, teething rings and items probably no longer in existence in baby world.

                                      
But today was different; it snowed again in the Northeast and probably far beyond; in a matter of seconds, I became a re-born Mom-my!  A good portion of the U.S. has been blanketed by the white stuff for weeks now and with today’s snowfall, this meant….one more snow day; kids home from school and up at the crack of dawn to start terrorizing parents already on the brink of insanity as they cowered inside their snowbound homes, looking out windows covered with tiny hand prints and grime.

                           

Far to the north, in an undisclosed part of Maine, a hapless mother frantically searched for earplugs as two of her children embarked on a screaming match that made the house windows rattle.  My fear is that my friend, known here as No. 7, will resort to inserting “rocket men” into her ears for relief.  What are they, you ask? 
                                                                  

Now, back to the start of this Gramma’s day….

  • Received call from daughter, one of her dogs managed to split its tail.
  • Dog continued to wag said tail creating interesting art work on walls of house. 
  • Ran to help daughter administer first aid to dog’s tail
  • While pouring peroxide, the sound of tormented wailing could be heard in the kitchen
  • Granddaughter warmed bagel in microwave, handed plate to her brother.
  • Plate was hot, resulting in burns on Grandson’s hand.
  • Wailing turned to angry screams from Grandson to his sister….”I HATE You!!!!”
  • Administered cold water and bag of frozen peas plus Neosporin to Grandson and RAN out door to head for work, afraid to look back.

I rendered some Grandmotherly advice to my friend in Maine, and to my daughter; both liked the idea but agreed that Social Services might not find it helpful…or amusing. 

                                        

As I told both of them, it’s doubtful that anyone working with CPS has ever been held hostage by tiny terrorists during these endless snow days.

 

All I can say to all my mommy-friends is, this too, shall pass; just not anytime in the near future.  We’re due to get slammed with another snowstorm next week.
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Memories of Camelot

It was a day, more than 50 years ago, frozen in memories, at least for those of us old enough to now remember.   I was 15 at the time and mesmerized by every facet of the Kennedy “magic.”  In school, we ran our own presidential elections, actively campaigning throughout the student body of our junior high school.  Such excitement and involvement in politics for hundreds of awkward teens in a hurry to grow up and head, full force, into life.

Most girls wanted to be like Jackie Kennedy; everything she wore seemed perfect.  We copied her hairstyles, teasing hair into similar bouffant/bob-shapes with the little upward curve on one or both sides along with indecent amounts of Aqua-Net to keep it all in place.
                  
                                 
We sat glued to our televisions watching every moment of the Inaugural Ball in January of 1961, enjoying the pomp and circumstance of the event, eager to catch every glimpse of Jackie in her elegant designer gown. 
                                                                               
                                                               
Throughout the years, public fascination with her never ended; she personified elegance and dignity through many personal tragedies.  Everyone who remembers, who followed her every footstep, would agree that Jackie Kennedy Onassis will forever be a style icon for the ages as well as the most glamorous first lady in history.
                                               
                                                                               
It was…Camelot.  A love story which ended all too soon on Friday, November 22nd, 1963, then…. simply disappeared into history.
                                     
                                  
“And so, my fellow Americans; ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country.”
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