We are housebound; snowstuck. Beginning Friday afternoon snow fell for about 20 hours leaving about 22″ of powdery, sparkly, cold stuff.
Check out our deck: there’s a grill under there — really!
On Saturday we were without power for several hours, and if it weren’t for our fireplace, that might have become quite unpleasant.
We spent the time playing an epic game of Monopoly, wrapping presents and snacking on food from our pantry.
We’re fine, of course, and could live for a long time on the food that is in our house right now.
But darn it, we have no eggs.
As soon as the power came back on, I rushed to resume laundry – we’ve got mountains to do and a deadline to get it done.
The dogs have never seen snow like this before — of course this is all new to Starbuck, but the snow is deep enough to seriously concern Clover who, at first, thought it was fun to play in, then when the snow became taller than he is, it wasn’t so much fun anymore.
Starbuck, like most puppies LOVES the snow. She wants to eat it, burrow in it, romp around and bury herself in it.
Since, in the Jaggers family, no one is ever called by their given name and everyone has a wide selection of nicknames, here I give you . . .
The Top Five Nicknames for Starbuck:
1. Starbuckle
2. Starbie
3. Buckle
4. Superstarbuck
5. She Who Will Not Be Named (this one usually follows some puppy destruction or indoor potty incident)
The snow is pretty, but truly, we’re stuck — no plows are expected until Monday and maybe even Tuesday. In case you’re reading this from New York or Northern Illinois, or someplace that is accustomed to this kind of weather event — remember this is Virginia; we don’t know snow. Not this kind, anyway. We get snows that fall in maybe 2″ maximums and melt by the next day.
So for the time being, we’re not going anywhere. I’m knitting, wrapping presents and folding laundry when there’s no power; watching movies, cooking and washing and drying clothes when there is.
Please send eggs so I can bake.
