OCD+ADD=OMG

Let’s see....the last time I posted here was Monday...and we were just hunkering down for the storm to really hit. Tuesday ...there was ice everywhere. About an inch to an inch and a half on the ground, on the roof, on the trees and branches...everywhere. I did manage to get out with my camera and zeiss, and I got footage of it all. It was very miserable thought, because while the ice had already fallen, it was still raining....so, I was constantly getting hit by varying amounts of freezing water. At one point, I stayed out a little too long, and I came back in and had tiny droplets of ice in my hair. It was pretty interesting. Some time in the afternoon, we began to play the only game available during freezing rain... ‘what’s breaking outside’. The tree limbs had just gotten too heavy and were started to just snap off. In one instance I even got a limb falling on camera. And Tuesday night around 10, our power went out. It had been flickering all day long, and we really were just waiting for it to happen. Mom and I made sure the fire was secure and then we hunkered under our microplush sheets. I tell you, that is a product I will always stand by. In the winter, they’re absolutely necessary. The sheets form a cocoon really, and they trap body heat, so you’re consistently warm throughout the night. I had no idea it was even cold while I was sleeping.

Wednesday ....was a different. Mom and I put on 2 layers of clothes just for around the house (it helped feel comfortable). Then we went outside with the camera, because it had stopped raining and snow had fallen during the night. It was lovely out. The pictures from that morning are also up and they far exceed the ones from the day before. We took pictures, we took video, we clowned about...and then we went back inside. I had hurt my back sometime Monday night - my syatic nerve was killing me, but there was nothing for it. So I moved a little more awkwardly, but I still managed to help Mom get the fire going. We were going to try and use Dad’s butain tank and burners to cook breakfast.....but the tank was empty. So, Mom, insistent on having something warm, put a pot in the fireplace and made herself some coffee (cappuccino, that is). We both had that along with reusing yesterday’s bacon by putting the cold strips between some biscuits. It was an ok breakfast, especially considering the circumstances. We grabbed about 4 microplush blankets, hauled our chairs in front of the (open) fireplace and just hunkered down. It was surprisingly warm really.

I remember calling Scamp at some point, which was funny since, right after I called her I remembered that I had started to reply to her letter the night before and decided to pick that up as well. When I was getting a crick in my neck from that, I turned to New Moon. Mom actually fell asleep in her recliner, and then at about 3:40ish, the power came back on. We immediately hopped up, fixed warm food, resituated the living room, and did what we knew we had to do just in case it might go back off again. I remember writing a little paragraph in the letter to Scamp about the power coming back on, but I couldn’t just sit there and not help Mom with stuff that needed to be done....so, I had to drop that and pick it back up again later. After over and hour of buzzing about, I finally got to send a text to everyone who’d been concerned telling them we had power back. I also got all my pictures onto a jump drive and then onto Makoto-san so I could post them to FaceBook and MySpace. I was still too tired to write an entry then (it took hours to upload all the pictures to every medium I need =..=).

...I honestly do not remember anything that happened Thursday. I know the snow and ice was seriously melting at that point...and I’m sure that I went out with Zeiss and got footage of its progress. But other than that, nothing really sticks out.

Friday, the ice had finally melted enough that we could get out of the house. Our neighbours could as well, some of the less fortunate ones who still did not have power came over and took showers at our place. I was content to stay on Makoto in the living room and lightly pay attention to whatever conversation may transpire...but then the 15 year old Jennifer came out of her shower with an Edward and Bella shirt on....needless to say, my response was “Oh, she’s a Twilighter.” and that got the girl talking. As with all Twilight fans, Twilight is a bridge between ages and backgrounds. It didn’t matter that I was 11 years older than her or that we perhaps had no other common interests....I was a Twilighter and she was a Twi-Teen. I had made a friend :)

Also, as a side note to all my fellow Twilighters, I’d just like to briefly draw your attention the the Borders web site, where a special edition Twilight is available for $29.99. From what I can tell, this is the cheapest price for this product. Sure, I may not be able to afford it, but perhaps you can :)

Anyhow. Today, was the start of bloody hell week for me. And while I did manage to crank out one chapter of a story for Scamp to beta for me, I doubt anything else will be done for another 5 to 7 days. My back is still killing me, to the point that I can no longer ignore it. At this point, I am going to have to consider finding a doctor to figure out what is going on with this. Yesterday, I was putting my clothes away, squatting down in front of my bedside drawers, and when I began to stand, my legs gave out on me entirely. I tried to grab for something to keep myself from falling, but I was falling so fast I couldn’t get a grip on anything. I toppled backwards into my closet door, and broke the door off its track =..= That...hurt. After I managed to pick myself up off the floor, I limped into the other room and told Mom. She agreed that we will have to get this checked out.

I can’t think of anything else to say...Not that there aren’t things to be said....it’s just that the medicine I took for the pain is making my mind go blank. At least that’s my story and I’m sticking with it. I suppose I’ll write later, Sunshines.

 

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