Snowed In

We live in Buffalo and you may have heard we are getting pummeled.  This photo is breathtakingly beautiful and awesome. 

Day 1 I was so happy that daddy stayed home and we were all going to be together.  We had plenty of food.  Things were good, the boys headed out to play.  We had no idea it was just going to keep snowing.

Day 2: We are out of bread, the boys are on their last bag of their beloved salt n vinegar chips.  We are hanging in there.  I called in sick to work because we haven't seen a plow since the storm started.  And then at 7pm a front loader came down our street!!  Steve and I put the kids to bed, headed out and I knocked the snow down while he used the snow blower and we cleared a path to get the truck out.  It was exciting knowing we could leave when it was safe.

Day 3: It is snowing again, hard.  I am feeling discouraged.  This is really becoming a horrible snow storm (people are dying) and we are all going a tad crazy.  You know when you get extremely tired and get all silly?  Well, that is me right now.  I am laughing at everything but feel like it could turn to tears at any moment.  Trying to plan the next meal, keep the kids happy and busy, the house somewhat clean and not lose my shit at any moment.

But the truth is I'm kinda scared.  Scared as to if or when we will lose power (my parents just did), when we will be able to leave the house, when can we get gas for the snowblower or my husband's meds?  Or if we can make it to a store will there be milk or bread left?  It's scary to know if something happens, even if its stupid like cutting myself with a knife cutting up vegetables or one of kids falling and needing stitches, how will we get to the hospital?

Nothing like being trapped at home and all of your focus goes right to food.  Maybe because there is nothing else to do but we are thinking about dinner when we are making lunch.  Finding a bag of onion rings in the downstairs freezer and getting all happy makes you feel like a fat ass! 

And this door with all that snow is making me feel claustrophobic.

Day 4: So much for the path we made, it snowed another foot and a half :(  I called in sick to work again because I have no way of getting there.  The thruways are still closed, union and transit road are closed also.  But when we woke up another front loader has come down our street.  Steve siphoned gas from his motorcycle for the snow blower and he is heading out once again to dig us out.  The driving bans are still in place so who knows when we can actually leave.  But it just feels better knowing we can get out when its safe.  I am still worried that when we finally get to a store, they won't have any food anyway.  And Steve is out of blood pressure medicine. 

Trying to keep the kids occupied

I am trying to find the silver lining.  We are warm, our bellies are full (maybe too full) and we are together.  Meatball and I are quite the team during a blizzard!  Had I have known we were going to be trapped for 4 days I could have potty trained P.  Kicking myself for that one.  I'm sure we will look back at these days and laugh.  But right now I need to get out!!

This seemed appropriate.