It’s hard to believe that it’s 60 degrees today, and it’s going to be even warmer tomorrow and Wednesday and we’re talking about an impending ” Ice Event” as we call it in “the business” later this week. Normally I wouldn’t be freaking out. But this is totally reminiscent of the great ice storm of 2009. The weather was pretty warm and we all thought, “oh well, it’s been so warm it can’t be THAT bad.” Well it was. It was bad. Reaaaaallllly bad. That storm was traumatic.
I live just one mile out of the city limits yet I was without power for 14 days. Not because my power company didn’t want to fix my lines, not that my power company secretly hated me, but because we live on a dead end road and not a subdivision they were trying to help as many people as possible so we were way down on the list. I understood that for like the first 5 days… then it got ugly. I was sick of it.
Sick of having to drive to my in laws to bathe, sick of getting ready at work while everyone else be-bopped ( yes, that’s a word) into the station with sounds of jubilation ” We got our power back! ” Whoopty freakin’ do folks. I hate you. That’s what I was thinking. They soon learned not to mention that they had power, that they could watch television, and blow dry their hair, use their Chi iron and make hot chocolate and microwave popcorn. BRAGGERS!
I was sitting in the dark, freezing my booty off, eating meals from a drive through, having a big ole cry baby pity party. Yep, I cried…a lot during those two weeks. I was super anxious and just really wanted to have my box fan, so it could drown out the quiet. I cannot sleep when its super quiet. Strange I know. Then we had the worries of people stealing generators while people slept or your generator catching fire. So I made Jeff lock it up and not run it at night. We just snuggled together. It was like Little House On The Prairie with Ma and Pa and all the kids in a two room cabin. Pathetic right?
Whew! I guess I still have a lot of pent up anxiety since 2009, and all this talk of another event like that potentially happening, has gotten me a little fidgety. One good thing that came out of the ice storm was that I gathered a whole bunch of crock pot recipes because that’s what I did most everyday. I made soups and chili while I was at work so my kids wouldn’t have to eat a burger and chicken strips and fries every night. One of my favorite recipes is the real reason for this blog. My daughter sent me a text today and asked me to make this recipe for dinner tonight and it gave me a flashback. SHIVERS!
If you love the Zuppa Toscana soup from Olive Garden…well this is better.
You’ll find the recipe here.