cold cold cold

So, last night we knew a storm we heading towards us, not with snow, but with frozen drizzle and fierce winds. Oh, and wind chills so low they cancelled all public schools for the next two days. And what did the wind decide to do? The 60 mph wind played double-dutch with the electrical lines, causing us to lose power. Remember the line, "Oklahoma where the wind comes sweeping down the plain"? You'd think these lines would be underground, but no.

So our friend Missy and her little girl came over while the hub went out for gas for the generator. You see, Grandma and Grandpa brought us a generator when they came to visit over Christmas, knowing the infamous Oklahoma ice storms could knock out our power. What they didn't know was that we would need to use it so quickly! They also got us emergency flashlights, which came in handy when the lights started flickering, then gave up altogether. The hub dragged the generator out back where I'm sure our neighbors thought either: (A) "Are they mowing their lawn?" or (B) "I'm going over there to steal that generator." Possibly option (C): "Maybe they hooked up the tv to the generator and I can watch the end of the Thunder game." But we didn't. We hooked up the space heater and fridge. I slept on the floor in Britton's room, certain that if it got too cold in there I wouldn't know it. Sadie was snuggling with me, but once the hub made it to our bed she bolted for greener pastures. And Missy and Peyton snuggled up in the guest room with our heavy down comforter that I hope was warm enough.

And wouldn't you know it, come 4:00 a.m. we had electricity again! So here's Britton this morning before daycare, bundled up in the coat Grandma and Grandpa got her for Christmas, with no idea it was a balmy 14 degrees outside...