Over the past few days I have been forced to eat my words… and I gladly will.
I think I deserve to.
You may have remembered me mocking all of the D.C. yuppies closing down the downtown Whole Foods after the first report of the impending snow last week. Looking back over the past few days, I should have joined them!
Hey, hindsight is 20/20 people.
Not only has the D.C. region almost surpassed the snow fall totals of the frigid tundra of Syracuse, NY,this Winter (ummm...where is global warming when you need it?) I found myself snowed in and without power for two days (or to be more precise, as one of my neighbors reminded me, 41 hours to be exact).
As the temperature in my home quickly dropped down to an incredibly frigid 42 degrees, I was cursing myself for not running to Whole Foods the day before to stock up on what I now consider snowbound necessities: White wine, anything chocolate covered and of course, dog food.
As the snow kept falling and falling (along with the temperature inside) I found myself to be uncharacteristically... sober. And that’s just wrong.
When it’s 42 degrees in your condo you really need a shot of something to warm you up! Yes, the dog was well-fed but her Mommy was going a little stir-crazy especially when the liquor store behind her building was closed for days! Yes, I said days!
Oi vey, people!
Note to self: Next time the weather casters even hint at a 36” snow fall…stock up at Whole Foods… before they shut the doors!
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