We are only 11 years into the new century and I think we may have already had the ice storm of the century in the DFW metroplex. Temperatures dropped below freezing in a matter of minutes and precipitation that was once drizzle, turned to freezing rain and sleet in an instant. In no time, we had no less than an inch of ice that covered every bit of the ground. To top it off, it snowed sporadically for almost 24 hours. By the time it was done, the metroplex was one big sheet of white.
I remember as a child being excited by this kind of thing, but the thought of being cooped up in the house for 72+ hours is no cake walk. No shopping, no outside entertainment, and for some, no power or water for a while. We have endured rolling blackouts and a frozen well head that stopped our water supply dead in its track. Not to mention the fact that this ice storm has totally rained, or iced for that matter, on Superbowl XLV's parade. The excitement that was once in Downtown Fort Worth's Sundance Square has all but disappeared. The ESPN announcers couldn't take it, moving their broadcasts inside. Only those bored out of their mind or those with a downtown homestead ventured out to see the spectacle of it all.
It is safe to say that I will no longer complain about the blistering heat because that is what I know, what I understand and what I am used to. If I liked being cold like this, I would move to the Dakotas or something.
However, among in all of the ice and snow there were many blessings! I was personally feeling pretty worn down from working long hours and trying to juggle being a good mom, wife, and employee. Even though I have been working from home these past few days, I feel refreshed and rejuvenated! The most important joy of it all has been spending time with Fabian and Lyla! There have been silly games of catch, chase and ride the pony. Lots of laughs, giggles and tickle times. We have read books endlessly, snuggled while watching Mickey Mouse, and danced to our favorites by Brad Paisley and Easton Corbin.
They mentioned on the news that that we haven't had a storm like this since 1989 and I actually remember it quite well. We lived on large hill. My cousins and I made sleds out of cardboard boxes and went down the hill so many times the ground tore through our jeans. We missed several days of school and it was fantastic! I know that in 22 years I will remember the "Ice Storm of 2011" with just as mush nostalgia.
I remember as a child being excited by this kind of thing, but the thought of being cooped up in the house for 72+ hours is no cake walk. No shopping, no outside entertainment, and for some, no power or water for a while. We have endured rolling blackouts and a frozen well head that stopped our water supply dead in its track. Not to mention the fact that this ice storm has totally rained, or iced for that matter, on Superbowl XLV's parade. The excitement that was once in Downtown Fort Worth's Sundance Square has all but disappeared. The ESPN announcers couldn't take it, moving their broadcasts inside. Only those bored out of their mind or those with a downtown homestead ventured out to see the spectacle of it all.
It is safe to say that I will no longer complain about the blistering heat because that is what I know, what I understand and what I am used to. If I liked being cold like this, I would move to the Dakotas or something.
However, among in all of the ice and snow there were many blessings! I was personally feeling pretty worn down from working long hours and trying to juggle being a good mom, wife, and employee. Even though I have been working from home these past few days, I feel refreshed and rejuvenated! The most important joy of it all has been spending time with Fabian and Lyla! There have been silly games of catch, chase and ride the pony. Lots of laughs, giggles and tickle times. We have read books endlessly, snuggled while watching Mickey Mouse, and danced to our favorites by Brad Paisley and Easton Corbin.
They mentioned on the news that that we haven't had a storm like this since 1989 and I actually remember it quite well. We lived on large hill. My cousins and I made sleds out of cardboard boxes and went down the hill so many times the ground tore through our jeans. We missed several days of school and it was fantastic! I know that in 22 years I will remember the "Ice Storm of 2011" with just as mush nostalgia.
