i took some pictures of amy, all bundled up, marching down to feed the swans. i wish i’d had my camera ready when jim was shoveling parts of his back yard – little numie is much too delicate to have any desire to go pee outside in the heaps of snow everywhere. even mollie seems pretty distraught trying to find a spot that’s not heaped with snow.
this morning the birds outside the window were all angrily stomping around on top of the surfaces that are SUPPOSED TO BE COVERED WITH BIRD SEED. you don’t want to have so many birds mad at you, because then we’ll have a hitchcok’s “the birds” moment and it’s too cold and snowy to run away from the birds and didn’t tippi hedren end up getting viciously attacked and eaten by birds?
that wouldn’t be a good way to deal with the BLIZZARD OF ’11. if only this had happened a coupla years ago, that would have been better because then it would have been the BLIZZARD OF AUGHT 9. there’s something quite appealing about that whole “aught” thing, to me. when i’m really REALLY old i coulda said, “yep, kiddies, that blizzard of aught nine was a doozy.” if i happen to know any kiddies at that point.
kevin hadn’t fed the birds yet because the glass door leading from the screened-in porch was frozen stuck. i suggested to kevin that we open the window and throw the food out to them…but since i haven’t been awake all that long, i forgot the crucial point that THE BID SEED IS OUTSIDE, in a big plastic garbage can.
kevin went out to the porch and used a stick to somehow pry the door open. he told me how he managed this but i’m not entirely clear on what he said. and where did he get a stick, anyway? an inside stick, clearly. he went out in his jammies and big slipper boots but i said WHERE ARE YOUR GLOVES, WHERE’S YOUR HAT, YOUR BOOTS? he wasn’t out there long, though, and now the birds are very very happy.
kevin then went to fire up the tractor and plow the snow…but the tarp-covered enclosure collapsed from the weight of the snow, so now he has to cut the tarp down to get if off the tractor and i should really be out there helping even though it sounds really dreadful, the thought of going out. but i’m gonna in a minute, because there are heaps of snow all the way up to the front door.
there’s still a blizzard warning till noon, but i don’t think it’s going to be blizzarding any more. and did it really blizzard? i mean, what really constitutes a blizzard? i obsessively kept checking weather.com yesterday and there were some blizzard warnings, but then they all seemed to go away. is it a blizzard if there’s tons of snow and wind? we certainly had super-high winds at some points, and then we did have almost a foot of snow, but at any point was it truly, technically, a blizzard? it seems it must have been, because they CLOSED THE MALL.
they also gave all state workers the day off today, the schools are of course closed, and they stopped buses running yesterday afternoon. it’s going to be really windyt today, and then bitterly, bitterly cold, and why do we live here again?
i told kevin that i’d be out to help in a half hour, and that was almost an hour ago, so i’d better go bundle up.
oh brother.
ok then,
mrs. blizzard of ’11 hughes.