It's almost like spring outside this morning ...except for the piles of snow still hanging around.
Weather reports are calling for warmer weather most of the week. This is a good thing.
Also...so glad the Garth Brooks concert was rescheduled and not cancelled. An amazing show and I will be singing Shameless and Unanswered Prayers all day. (that will be good for me, maybe not so much for Lou as I can't carry a tune in a bucket.)
The past few days have been crazy days. Our daughter, kiddos and Dre the Dachshund have been staying here at the old homestead because of "Jonas". (When did they start naming winter storms?) Knowing the storm was heading our way, daughter Holly decided it would probably a smart thing for the family to stay here with us, as her little cottage home is at the end of a dead end street that is always the last to be plowed. Also, with the high winds being predicted, she was concerned about losing power. That would mean no heat, no lights and no water as she has a well. Our house has 2 fireplaces and a gas stove so we would at least have heat and a stove to cook on.
The daughter, children and dog arrived Friday afternoon. I had thrown ingredients for beef stew into the crockpot for dinner. Daughter Meagan, son by love Erik and newest grandbabyDumplin' who live a stone's throw from our front door, also joined us for stew and biscuits. Being snowed in with the grandlittles was fun and loud and tiring. 30 minutes to get dressed to go out in the snow with layers of "keep them warm clothes" and boots for 20 minutes of playing in the 29 inches of white stuff.
Finding things to keep the children occupied was easy thanks to their Mom who brought games and art projects to do.
Design your own night lights.
Snow painting with food coloring.
And again, out in the snow...
Holly was finally able to head home today. As it turned out, her street was actually plowed yesterday. Our road wasn't cleared until this morning. A hush has fallen over the house.
that we are not looking forward to the blizzard tomorrow and Saturday.
Lou and I have been watching the weather reports all week. Normally a storm with lots of snow isn't a horrible thing. The kitchen is usually stocked with enough for a week.
We have enough bread, milk and toilet paper. It's a good time to watch old movies and make beef stew. However, we have tickets to see Garth Brooks and Tricia Yearwood this weekend. We rarely go to concerts, but had been to a Garth show near DC
about 18 years ago. Always thought we would like to see him live again but he hasn't toured for years.
We actually heard about Garth coming to Baltimore as we sat in the waiting room at the hospital the morning our newest grandbaby arrived. I had just texted my aunt and uncle about the Dumplin's arrival, saw the information about the concert on the tv in the waiting room, and texted them again to see if they would like to go with us.
So the morning the tickets went on sale, I was able to get 4 tickets, after many tries to log into TicketMaster and having it crash.
We've been waiting to hear if the concert would be postponed or cancelled due to the weather.
The decision was made this afternoon (after the Governor declared a state of emergency) that the two shows scheduled for this weekend have been rescheduled for next Sunday.
Hopefully the 2 feet of snow that
will be dropping on us this weekend will be gone by next weekend.