I’ve been busy. Walking the dog, trying to get in better shape, sewing, quilting, and then curling up in the fetal position on the couch because I hate the cold and the snow. Add to that an ice storm after two and a half days of snow storms, and I’m pretty dang cranky. Sigh. There is a certain beauty to this stuff, but I have grown so cold intolerant, I can barely stand to go out in it with the dog. The ice that fell on top of the snow made it really difficult for the little guy to get out there and take care of business. Luckily, I cleared some furniture out of the way and we now have a clear shot from my chair in the living room to the door out into the laundry room, so we’re playing ball that way. Here is how we started off:
And now we have slid on into this:
Two snow storms followed by an ice storm (still in progress). Unfortunately, I have a huge silver maple tree in the back yard. It managed to lose a good chunk of itself a bit ago without taking out the power lines right below it.
But then, about 20 minutes ago, the cats came tearing out of the back bedroom, and I went to investigate what spooked them. Another branch fell and this time took a line with it. I’m assuming it was the cable line, because I still have power and internet (internet is through a phone line). I’ve called the power company because the next branch is bowing badly and I can imagine that loss of power is not far off. The ice continues to form as rain hits all the frozen surface here.
I’m off to sew while I still can. Why did I not buy that treadle machine last summer? And the little bewildered pup will continue to root up the snow with his adorable nose!
No, I’m not talking about what we had for lunch or dinner, I’m talking about the Outer-Limits-type fog we had today. It’s supposed to stick around for a couple of days. Actually, we do generally get a lot of fog in January, and often it happens when the temps are below freezing. When the frozen fog happens, you can walk outside and instantly turn into a frost-coated popsicle. Fortunately, today we were up to a blistering 38° so, while it was chilly, we were spared of looking like Frosty the Snowman.
Autzen Stadium (home of the UO Ducks) looked like a space ship coming out of it’s landing fumes when we went to the dog park today.
Of course, this didn’t stop a little ball-crazy dog from running, running, running, and chasing the ball, followed by a quick dip in the pool.
I don’t know how he can bear to lie down in the water when it’s nearly freezing out, but he gets really upset if someone had dumped the water out of the pool. I always have to fill it up for him so he can get in.
We followed up an hour of playing ball with a four mile walk. Despite my long underwear (top and bottom), insulated boots, super insulated coat, wool hat, gloves and mittens over the top, I was still freezing when we got home and I’m still trying to warm up. I’m lounging on the couch now under a quilt I just took out of the dryer, so I think I may thaw out in a half hour or so. I really hope that we’ll figure out what it is that causes me to have an unreliable body thermostat!
-7° here this morning. This does not happen here. I am so grateful for my snuggly little house, which most of the time I think of as a drafty little icebox. I have to admit that it’s pretty cozy in here, but I dread seeing next month’s heating bill. I suppose we’re all in the same boat, not just here in Eugene, but it looks like most of the country is in the freezer these last few days. They say it will begin to warm up tomorrow and we may actually get above freezing by Tuesday! Yeah! In the meanwhile, I’m so glad I’m a quilter. Nothing like having warm blankies on hand when it’s cold outside.
Just in from the morning’s walk. I think next week I’ll have to wear my parka. I get way too cold walking out around the pond and have difficulty warming up when I get home. Since I didn’t get much sleep last night, I’m going to wrap up in a quilt and take a brief nap before I get back to quilting. I know a little dog who would gladly join me. After all, he was on that walk too, and he took a lot of side trips to sniff things! I had my 10,000 steps and my little buzzing wrist dance about a mile before the end of the walk today.