realjohnboy wrote:Torential rain in Virginia all day, with a lot of wind. We had the radio on and it seemed like once an hour or so we'd get one of those emergency weather advisories: "BRACK...BRACK etc"
Sozobe is in Columbus I think. Anyone heard from her today?
Thanks for thinking of me, rjb! Yes, I got pummeled. Totally pummeled. Our poor elm tree is looking mighty scraggly as many, many branches (big 'uns) broke off, and we have a leak in the living room ceiling, but that's about the extent of the permanent damage (thus far anyway.)
And it
is absolutely gorgeous out there. Everything is still (still!!) coated with about 3/8 inch of ice, and when you look down the street towards the sun, it looks like something created by Pixar -- just incredibly otherwordly surreally beautiful.
The pummeled part is that our power was knocked out early Thursday morning and stayed out until late Friday afternoon. This with below zero temps (windchill). That meant Thursday night was a long, ugly, and mind-blowingly COOOOOOOOOOOOOLD night. We have a fireplace and built our first-ever fire, and that made things reasonably bearable through most of the day Thursday, we just hung out by the fire and I like stitched some handmade ornaments and sozlet drew and we felt very frontier-y and tough. That was actually fun. But it gave us a false sense of security about what would happen that
night.
My father-in-law says that the thing about a fireplace is it sucks up the warm air in the house, so it's not only radiating heat, it's consuming it. That would make sense for why it was OK during the day but got
way too cold at night, after the warm air in the house was used up. (The house got down to around 40 or so.)
E.G. slept on the couch and was in charge of keeping the fire going. We dragged sozlet's mattress downstairs and she and I slept there, under 5 yes five wool blankets, a down comforter, and a laterally folded polarfleece blanket for our heads.
Not enough.
I spent most of the night a) checking how cold sozlet's face was, b) panicking at the lunchmeat temperature, c) putting a blanket lightly over her face, d) holding open a complicated system of vents to get fresh air in that had traveled far enough that it had warmed up, e) keeping her from kicking off the blankets (she likes to go to sleep under blankets but then kicks them off in her sleep -- grrr), f) worrying that she wasn't getting enough fresh air, removing the blanket from over her, and putting the polarfleece snugly around her head and cheeks and chin but leaving a little space for her nose. Then I'd drop off to sleep, warily, wake up, and start over at a.
It was miserably cold.
E.G. did a good job of keeping the fire going but it just didn't seem to DO much. Again, in terms of what FIL said, it seemed to be dragging cold air over us, toward the fire, more than radiating heat towards us. (Obviously we didn't want to sleep too too close, we were about 8 feet away.)
So by the time it was light we were a cold, tired, miserable family.
Well, E.G. and I anyway -- sozlet did in fact sleep pretty well throughout, got enough sleep, was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed when she woke up. This was a huge relief because she's been sick a lot lately and had just barely gotten better -- the last thing I wanted was for her to get sick yet again.
She's seemed fine so far (knock on wood.)
Anyway, that's most of it... we broke down and went to a hotel last night and had Christmas morning there. We found out several hours after we checked in yesterday that the power was in fact back on, but knew from experience that it takes a looooong time for a big old house to warm up again (especially from ~40!), and we had to pay half the hotel bill regardless, so we decided to just stay there. It was actually really fun, and now we're just getting things in order, vaccuuming up firewood debris, that sort of thing.
Which I have to get back to.
Best wishes to Setanta and whomever else was affected by this storm.
And Merry Christmas!