I’m currently debating the logic and sanity of driving 80 miles through rural MA and NH during a New England snow storm. Certain death is low on the scale and I really want to spend New Years Eve at my parent’s house…. However the snow (or “cold bread from heaven” as Fifi likes to call it) is really coming down….. We’ll see….
We put up some christmas lights acouple of days ago & they look pretty sweet… Although we now have about 1.5 ft of snow on the ground and on our roof…. Here’s what it looked like when we first put them up:
And here’s our front door & our x-mas tree in the library:
I also felt the urge to decorate this little bear lawn ornament that the previous owners left, that D & I have taken a strange liking to.:
So….. It’s its a pretty serious situation here in New England. Last night was a terrible ice storm and we lost power at our house in Chelmsford around 11pm last night. This morning, we (along with 1 million others) woke up to a freezing cold house with no heat or electricity.
We had heard the cracks of breaking branches last night & were somewhat worried, but never thought that such a huge area would be affected. Devon got a great roaring fire going in our fireplace & we put Fifi right in front of it, to warm her up a bit, since none of her heating elements were working. Since we have an electric cooktop, we couldnt even boil water. Also since the fridge was off, we didn’t want to open it up to get anything out. So breakfast consisted of a room temperature apple with the option of some stale dry cereal. Good times. After talking with our electric company, they didn’t really know the extent of the damage yet & told us to call back in a few hours if we still didn’t have power. 4 hours later, we still didn’t have power….. Have I mentioned we have a generator hook up in our new house, but haven’t gotten around to buying & installing one yet…. Doh!
We get ahead of the power company again & basically hear “There is absolute mayhem going on & tons of damage. Hope for the best, but plan for not having any power until at least Sunday.” Eek. So we pack up Fifi & head down to my parent’s house in Boston, where my bro lives, & where they only got a little rain last night. Seth is awesome. We were greeted by him and his lady friend with a huge cooked breakfast of strawberry pancakes, scrambled eggs and bacon… AWESOME!!!! Especially considering that I’ve been shivering in a <50 degree house for the past 5 hours, unable to eat or drink anything warm.
Long story short: After calling & driving around to various home stores, we discovered that there are 1 million people in New England without power, none of them had power generators, and all of them beat us to the punch in trying to buy one. You can’t even rent one, or find a busted/used one on craigslist. So basically Fifi, Devon and I are hunkering down here for a little while. Until we either get power, or can figure out how to keep Fifi from turning into a popsicle. Thank goodness that we have family in the area that has power, that we can stay with. I have no idea what we’d do if we couldn’t stay here. We’d have to get a pet-friendly hotel room or something.
But yeah. I’m super glad to be in a cosy home right now. Even if I am being subjected to the Celtics game that Seth is watching. 
Iguanas: Living Like Dinosaurs ~ Part3 – Watch this Last!
Female iguanas are bad assed!
I love this show!
Iguanas: Living Like Dinosaurs ~ Part 2
Baby iguanas are super cute…. Except when they eat poo. That part is really nasty.
Iguanas: living Like Dinosaurs ～Part1 – Watch this 1st.
This 3 part series is the most amazing & fascinating BBC video ever. It has some really great shots & shows what iguanas are like in the wild.
Be forewarned though. It does show all the gruesome footage of the major hazards for wild iguanas.
My tummy is full and round. I woke up craving Indian food, so I dragged D to a local indian food buffet. (which I think is one of my favorite things ever…. Indian food buffets, that is.) I chowed down on some Saag Paneer, Goat Curry, Naan, and veggie Pakora. Needless to say, I’ve been holding my belly and moaning “I’m sooooooo full!!!!!” all afternoon. Meanwhile, D has been making fun of me for being full of goat. Meh. It was delish.