Ugh, Weather
Dec. 15th, 2006 02:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
annundrielThe wind is blowing so hard right now I can actually feel it in the floor. It's freaking my out just a little, though I know it's not nearly as bad as it sounds. However, with all of the trees it makes a lot more noise (kind of like the ocean). And then there's the added fun of huge flying branches. It's this type of wind that ruins everything but the slightest breeze for me. You Seattle people that always say, "I love the wind," are crazy.
The weather was weird all day anyway. We went to Wenatchee and it started snowing huge wet flakes and didn't stop for about four hours. At one point there was talk that roads were going to get closed and speculation that we'd be stuck there. Which would have been fine, I had books and things to occupy myself. Luckily, the snow let-up, but the ride home still took 30-45 minutes longer than usual.
We ended up with 2-3 inches of snow in the yard and Mom and I went out and took pictures of the Christmas lights (on the one tree) in the dark and those turned out kind of interesting. And now the freaky wind is banging things against the windows and threatening to knock the power out (according to Spokane). And the bad thing here is, since we use our own well-thing, if we lose power, we lose water. I remember the first time I lost power in Seattle and still was able to have running water. It was like, wow, modern conveniences!
In other news, I got most of my Christmas shopping done! Although, holy crap, we went to Walden Books/Borders in the mall in East Wenatchee and they did not have a single book by Virginia Woolf or James Joyce. There was a bunch of Kerouac and Twain and that Garrison Keillor and manga. Weirdos.
Not that Woolf and Joyce are special or anything, but I was (am?) feeling at a cross-roads reading-wise and thought, hey, I liked To the Lighthouse, let's try something else. No? Okay, Irish Lit is coming up soon, let's try Joyce. No? Screw you, you small town hack book store! Screw you! Geez. Moses Lake is smaller and their Hastings would still have Joyce. (And now I'm going to go to Hastings and they won't.)
Country life. Ain't it grand?
(OMG, do you know how much it hurts me to write "ain't" and leave it?)
The weather was weird all day anyway. We went to Wenatchee and it started snowing huge wet flakes and didn't stop for about four hours. At one point there was talk that roads were going to get closed and speculation that we'd be stuck there. Which would have been fine, I had books and things to occupy myself. Luckily, the snow let-up, but the ride home still took 30-45 minutes longer than usual.
We ended up with 2-3 inches of snow in the yard and Mom and I went out and took pictures of the Christmas lights (on the one tree) in the dark and those turned out kind of interesting. And now the freaky wind is banging things against the windows and threatening to knock the power out (according to Spokane). And the bad thing here is, since we use our own well-thing, if we lose power, we lose water. I remember the first time I lost power in Seattle and still was able to have running water. It was like, wow, modern conveniences!
In other news, I got most of my Christmas shopping done! Although, holy crap, we went to Walden Books/Borders in the mall in East Wenatchee and they did not have a single book by Virginia Woolf or James Joyce. There was a bunch of Kerouac and Twain and that Garrison Keillor and manga. Weirdos.
Not that Woolf and Joyce are special or anything, but I was (am?) feeling at a cross-roads reading-wise and thought, hey, I liked To the Lighthouse, let's try something else. No? Okay, Irish Lit is coming up soon, let's try Joyce. No? Screw you, you small town hack book store! Screw you! Geez. Moses Lake is smaller and their Hastings would still have Joyce. (And now I'm going to go to Hastings and they won't.)
Country life. Ain't it grand?
(OMG, do you know how much it hurts me to write "ain't" and leave it?)
