Category Archives: Weather

This Morning

Yesterday, we had our first snowfall of the season. Didn’t amount to much but made the neighborhood magical this morning. (Note: I’ve been reading too much L.M. Montgomery when I use “magical” in a sentence.) 

Front porch. This morning.

 

Even in Upstate New York?

I grew up ten miles from the shore in southeastern Massachusetts. I remember two hurricanes, Gloria and Bob. Gloria knocked out power for a week and Bob knocked over our Catalpa tree in the backyard. I can still see that Catalpa bending over, nearly kissing the ground for a good three hours before the CRACK of the trunk announced its’ final death throttle.

Silly me for thinking that nestled in the hills between the Adirondacks and Green Mountains, far from Long Island Sound, that our humble abode would not be lashed with torrential rains and blustery winds from Irene.

So today, Thursday, I’m going to drive down to the local Hannaford’s to pick up water, batteries and food that doesn’t require refrigeration (just in case). I’ll be one of those earlier Yahoos and not the latter Yahoos emptying the shelves like a chicken with her head cut off.

You knew this would happen…I present to you those crazy boys from Deutschland:

Is That Necessary?

Upstate New York (and pretty much everywhere else) is under an “Excessive Heat Warning.” Yesterday, while driving around in my air conditioned 2007 Toyota Matrix, I was listening to the news. A spokesperson for the Red Cross was interviewed about how to deal with the heat. She said the usual things, “stay out of the sun, keep the shades drawn, check on elderly neighbors…avoid heavy meals…”

Avoid heavy meals?

Avoid heavy meals?

Let me type that one more time.

Avoid heavy meals?

Never have I heard that in all my life. Is there nothing busybodies can’t do?

I think I’ll crack open Mastering the Art of French Cooking and invite Ms. Red Cross over for a four course meal.

With the shades drawn, of course.

What’s the Date?

Date: October 16, 2009.

Place: Leominster, Massachusetts.

Time: 7:00 am – 9:20 am.

Unusual Event: Snow.

Yippee!!!

Yippee!!!

Old Man Winter

Here in central Massachusetts, it’s the third day in the row of snow! It’s lightly snowing now but it’s suppose to ramp up in volume as the day drags on. YIPPEE!!! 

Hubby is still fighting his head cold/flu/whatever-it-is. Yesterday he went into work and completely lost his voice. Getting smart, he called in sick today. But the good news is his mucus has turned from yellow to green, which means it’s breaking up. Hopefully he’ll be good to go for Christmas.

Enjoy the snow!!!

Old Man Winter!!!

Old Man Winter

Holding My Breath

Yesterday, Hubby and I drove down Route 12 through Sterling and West Boylston. Boy, they got slammed by the ice storm. Huge limbs were strewn all along the road. I didn’t see any home damage but there were many “close calls.” Our destination was O’Connor’s Pub in Worcester. Due to the power outtage, they were closed Friday and Saturday nights. When we were there the cable was still out. Actually, it was nice NOT having the large screen t.v. glaring down. Not that the sound is turned up ever but it made people TALK to each other. Ya know?

Hold your breath! Snow's comin'!

Hold your breath! Snow's comin'!

This morning I spent my time cleaning and doing laundry. Now I’m drinking a bit of Egg Nogg and cruising the Net. And what do I find? What shock!!! More snow is coming to New England. Yikes. Imagine having no electricity and heat and now there’s a snow storm coming. It’s been a miserable week for many. Keep them in your prayers.

Ice, Ice, Baby

Yah, so Hubby and I lived through the Ice Storm of 2008. We didn’t lose power or heat but we did lose cable t.v. for 24 hours. Just imagine living without Ghost Adventures or Paranormal State. Oh, the humanity!

O.K., it wasn't THIS big.

O.K., it wasn't THIS big.

The craziest storm-related incident occurred Friday night. Resigned to a night without Ghost Adventures, Hubby and I sat by the glow of the Christmas tree, drinking tea when suddenly we heard an explosion in the woods off to the left of our condo. I swear! It was an honest-to-goodness EXPLOSION, followed by several loud pops. Our holiday lights flickered but remained on. We figured that a tree or the hard rain damaged the unmanned electric power station situated in the direction of the explosion. We never heard any sirens or saw any flames. Freaky.

The other storm related incident happened at Mass. By Saturday night, downtown Leominster was still dark. The church (which Hubby and I are just starting to attend) lies north of downtown and was without power, as well. Before this Gaudete mass, I thought, “How cool! To have mass in the dark with candles…excellent.” It would be like midnight mass, but without the midnight. Except, it wasn’t cool. Skipping the procession, the priest and attendants just took their place around the altar in a haphazard fashion. The priest announced, “To get you all home before dark, we will keep the mass short. We’ll skip the homily, Creed, and intercessions.” Huh?!?  The third advent candle wasn’t even lit. It could have been so reverent and worshipful. We could have pretended to be early Christians worshipping in the catacombs. The place was packed, so it seemed to me people wouldn’t have minded a “real” mass. Less than 30 minutes later, Hubby and I left in a cranky mood. I don’t think we’ll be making this church our permanent place of worship. Doh!

I took a few pictures of the area around our condo when the rain stopped. Take a look on Flickr.