You Couldn't Write This Stuff . . .

Simply outrageous!!! I'm telling you, if all these crazy things hadn't been happening to me, I would never believe it!!

So, as you all know, life has been a bit trying lately, to say the least. We spent this past weekend at Jason's mom & dad's house. Even though Peyton & I were not feeling up to snuff, with MomMom & PopPop's watchful eyes, we were able to get a lot of good rest. We headed back home last night around 9 pm.

It was a clear, crisp winter's night as we left Pottstown. The closer we got to Myerstown, however, the worse the situation got. Everything was covered with a thick coat of ice -- so much so that several trees had buckled under the weight & were lying in the road. The wind didn't help matters any.

As we turned off the main road & approached the seminary, Jason turned to me & said, "Honey, I don't see any Christmas lights." Things did not look good. As we pulled in to our driveway, there was not one street lamp, not one Christmas tree, not one window candle to be seen. Not only that, but all the cars were parked far away from the trees. Hmmm, that's odd. It didn't take us long to see why. The wind was blowing shards of ice out of the trees & down into the exact spots where our cars would normally be parked.

No power meant no heat for us as we have electric heat. It was going to be an interesting night! I quickly located the matches & lit all the candles. Thank goodness I'm a candle-junkie! Then we got everyone into double sets of jammies. We settled the girls down in our bed to snuggle together while Dad & I took care of everything else (finding the lantern & the flashlight, packing the fridge with ice, & gathering extra blankets). After all emergency measures were taken, we got the girls settled into their own beds with everything but their parkas. It was a long night, with the temperature dropping a few degrees every hour. By morning, the power was still gone & the house was a nippy 40 degrees.

It's one of those situations where, if you don't laugh, you'll cry. So we chose to laugh. I greeted everyone who called on our cell phones with a melodic " . . . Jack Frost nipping at your nose . . . "

So, here we sit, at Jason's mom & dad's again. Weren't we just here?? It is rumored that we may be without power until at least tomorrow. Oh well, it gets me out of doing the laundry for a few days!!!