First thing first, who's in the mood for a nice, weather-related summary of these last couple of days? I'm sure you all are. Really.
Ice-In Part I: Chips, Chips, and More Chips
Well, this day (Tuesday) actually got an early start. Like, rather early: I was awoken by tons and tons of tiny but sharp-sounding ice pellets. Oh, and my bedroom window has this weird green, tarp-y shade (that is much appreciated in the summer), and when there are strong gusts of cold air, that tarp-y shade loves to obnoxiously flap super loudly. It literally sounds like someone is beating against the wall. Anyway, this was at about 3 in the morning, and I somehow managed to go back to sleep.
Woke up (for real) a couple of hours later, and looked out the window. Some portions looked a little wet, but everything else on the parking lot looked peculiarly dry. For a split second I thought, "Is that ice?...nah, of course it couldn't be...right?"
To overcome any doubt, I headed straight for the news. Sure enough, the local weatherman confirmed my split second thought; why yes, that peculiarly dry parking lot was actually covered with a nice thick blanket of ice. Yes, ice. Not snow, well, maybe just a tiny bit of snow, but the majority was ice. And the snow was quickly transforming into ice. Anyway, because of the difficulty of even getting out of the parking lot, I had to call in and miss work.
My mother and sister also stayed home. So what did we do all day?
- had some hot chocolate (Abuelita-style) with mini croissants;
- sat on the couch;
- had some potato chips;
- watched "Bloody Murder" - a rip-off of the Friday the 13th movies, and even though it was corny and kind of confusing, it was actually worth the viewing;
- had some more potato chips, with Tabasco;
- got up and stretched for like a second so we could sit on the couch again;
- watched "Nanny McPhee Returns" (a movie, which, was worthwhile too, considering our housed-in status);
- ate chips again, all while flipping channels between "Zoolander," "Arthur," and "That 70s Show;"
- moved around again, realized I still had my penguin blanket with me, watched the news;
- lounged around some more;
- had dinner;
- aimlessly let my mind wander, while sitting on the couch.
Yeah, only not.
Ice-In Part II: We've Got Cabin Fever
Woke up at 5:30, stayed in bed until 6, everything outside was oddly serene. Could it be that I could go to work after all? Uh, no. The ice, in fact, had worsened the road, and since my "neighborhood" is in a still-isolated area, not many cars have driven by to run down the ice and junk. This time, though, I said, "Let's be productive today, we can't lounge around all day long!" Tell me if we succeeded:
- had some coffee and cornbread muffins;
- made my bed and cleaned the surrounding area of my room;
- getting all ready (alternate clothing since I ended up not going to work) and stuff;
- then...my mother accidentally turned on the television to CSI;
- watched CSI for about three hours (we would've kept watching, CSI: New York, interrupted the flow of the previous CSI episodes;
- had some popcorn and oranges (no chips left in the house!);
- changed it back to CSI (it came back on);
- had my sister braid my hair, while watching "My Bloody Valentine;"
- finally decided to venture outside, to the apartment office: longest thirty minutes of my life, so much ice on the sidewalk paths and so much frozen dog poop on the frozen grass;
- found out my sister was accepted to one of her choice universities;
- had cereal for dinner;
- writing this blog...
So now that I've taken up your time with my confinement tale, how's the weather treating you, eh??