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>Day 3 with no power

>is no longer an appropriate title for this post. There was no power when we woke up, then we got a call from a friend who said he had power and heat and we could come over. So we did and the boys started toasting their feet in front of the fire. As I got ready to send an e-mail post I got a text message from home saying the power is back on. As soon as our friend gets back from shoveling we will be going home to our powered up house. Yay!

So power went out Thursday, February 25th and came back (for us) Sunday, February 28th at 10:42 a.m. approximately.


>Have you ever

>called yourself stupid? I don’t just mean you ran into something and said, “Stupid!” in an annoyed sort of way, I mean yelling at yourself, banging your head against your pillow (excuse me, haven’t you been paying attention? No power, no heat, the only place I can get warm is in my bed, well my car was warm when I was running it to charge my phone, but I only have so much gas) anyway, that was what I was doing last night, ending up with me crying, cause I always cry when someone calls me stupid, even if its me. And the cause of all this? I lost my wallet. Gwen and I went to the store, since we were walking and just going to the corner store I stuck my wallet in my coat pocket, wasted trip since no one had any power and so they weren’t open. When we got home I went to check out the guys clearing off the cars and the driveway, actually it’s our yard since the landlord hasn’t seen fit to give us a paved driveway like he has for the rest of the tenants. Shook off the dogwood, walked through the snow, shoved snow off the car into where Stitch was shoveling, earning a ‘look’ from him and an “I hate you Bella.” In other words I was having fun. Took some pictures and got stuck in the snow, then climbed over the hood of the car to get out. Then last night I was looking for my wallet, it wasn’t in my coat pocket and I couldn’t find it upstairs, of course I was looking by flashlight.

Once I remembered what was in my wallet, my monthly rail pass for March, then the self-name-calling began. I didn’t sleep as I was trying to figure out how I was going to pay for another monthly pass ($400). Got up this morning, did you know I can put my contacts in by flashlight? I’ve done it two times now. Can’t put make-up on by flashlight though, have to work on that.

So to finish the wallet story, by our back door we have this cabinet that D built, cabinet on legs with a granite top, very nice looking, then a cabinet above the bottom cabinet with space inbetween where our microwave sits. In front of the microwave were my gloves, which I had also been looking for, sitting on top of the gloves was my wallet. Crisis over. That crisis, we still don’t have power and there was an 8.5 magnitude earthquake in Chili. So I can be thankful for finding my wallet and thankful that the ground under NYC is not moving, it just feels like because of the subway.

Oh and I am posting this from the NYC Public Library, you know, the building with the lions in front of it. Where its warm and they have power!

>Still powerless

>I am sitting in my car, sometime today I remembered that I had a charger for my phone that plugs into my car’s power outlet, so I am charging my phone. Without internet access this is the only way I can reach out to my friends. I am sure some are saying ‘What a whiney brat, why doesn’t she just shut up?’. Those people can just go read another blog, no don’t leave! I’ll be good, I promise.

Even though I can send e-mails to post, I haven’t been able to read anybody elses blogs (and this phone doesn’t have spell check). Em and I are going to the city tomorrow and I will be going to the library to use their computers, but they have a 45 minute limit on the computer and that is nowhere near long enough for what I want to do online.

Well I have to check Facebook, twitter and ditl, then I am turning my phone off so it can charge.

>We got a lot of snow. A freaking ton of it. OK maybe not that much. Power was flickering on and off last night, it ended with it being off, forecast two days till it is back on. So no power, no heat (I actually want the cat to sleep on me right now) and what is really killing me? No internet! See you soon!

>Looking out my train window

>I hope I get these stations correct, here goes.
First picture of Tarrytown (Stupid train didn’t stop where I wanted it to. POUT)
Still Tarrytown, see the snow?
Good-bye Tarrytown!
Now we are in Cortlandt
Garrison, across the river from Garrison is West Point. (Not that you can see it on a day like this)
Last is Cold Spring, I recognize it by the yellow house. (Been riding this train line for years.)
After Cold Spring is Beacon, where I get off. That’s why I don’t have any pictures of it. Wanted to get out and get home.

>Breaking News Alert
The New York Times
Thu, February 25, 2010 — 2:42 PM ET

Top Paterson Official Resigns

The cabinet official who supervises the state police has resigned in the wake of a report of intervention by the state police and Gov. David A. Paterson into a domestic-assault case against a senior Paterson aide.

The official, Denise E. O’Donnell, deputy secretary for Public Safety issued a statement Thursday after inquiries from The New York Times.

“The fact that the Governor and members of the State Police have acknowledged direct contact with a woman who had filed for an order of protection against a senior member of the Governor’s staff is a very serious matter,” she wrote. “These actions are unacceptable regardless of their intent.”

The resignation, at 2 p.m., came on a day when New York’s political establishment reeled at the news of Mr. Paterson’s involvement, with some of the beleaguered governor’s few remaining allies publicly suggesting that he should end his campaign for election.

Read More: ~New York Times~

>Yes, sometimes commuting is an adventure especially if you don’t know if you will make make it home without being arrested.

The adventure begins when I check my facebook status, what? No of course I wasn’t using my work computer. One of the kids had posted,
Oh bother. Then I got a text message from another child with the same message along with the suggestion to come home, nothing to do about it. Of course then I’m wondering if I get to Beacon if I’ll be able to get home from the train station. Without walking that is. So after opening the mail and putting the new toner in the storeroom I re-suited up to go outside.

In the two block walk, my coat got soaked, bottom two inches of my jeans got soaked, the back of my calves got soaked … but I did get a shot of a broken umbrella!

Then it was to Dishes for a grilled cheese sandwich because, I was hungry. Then to find a seat with a table, reason being the last time I ate a Dishes grilled cheese sandwich without a table I lost half of my sandwich to the floor. ‘Excuse me Miss, does your umbrella need its own seat? Thought so.’ “Side Car Dining Area” (should have taken a picture of that) usually has empty tables and chairs. I dumped my heavy bags on a chair and sat across from them and ate my sandwich. I like Dishes grilled cheese sandwich, except when they burn it.

My story has to end now, or at least pause, I am on the train and looking out the window at the snow covered earth. The next stage begins in Beacon.

>How did this all get started?

>Iota Manhattan of Not wrong, just different recently posted about when she first started blogging, she was reminiscing about bloggers she knew from long ago.

It got me started thinking about my blog, how long its been around and why I started it, and why I keep going.

I created this blog (with a different name) on November 27, 2006 and my first post was titled; “First Post” (you can go back and check for yourself, but I would prefer if you didn’t). I was a member of Weight Watchers back then and wanted to keep track of my progress and my thoughts, on the WW website, you can track your weight and interact with others, but I wanted to just talk about what I was experiencing and thought a blog would work. Also, I have kept a diary since I was about 10, rather sporadically, but I kept going back, that was another reason for starting a blog.

Putting my thoughts on the internet seemed safe, after all, who would want to read what I wrote? Then on December 21, 2006, someone commented. I had been going happily along writing whatever the fuck I wanted, now I was scared, people were reading! Then after that comment, nothing and I mean absolutely nothing, until the fall of 2008. Even then, I have never had a ton of comments. The most was when I joined a meme, Postcard Friday Friendship (which I can’t keep steadily at due to my ADD), and sometimes I get a wee bit jealous of some bloggers who get a ton of comments on their blog. But that’s how it goes, I have regular readers and some who comment of Facebook. I feel like I have a little circle of friends, kind of like my life, a small circle of people who know me and love me anyway.

Over the years this blog has changed, as have I. The name has changed and the content, I’ve joined Twitter and Facebook and linked my blogs to them. I learned simple html commands so I can manipulate a few things. And blogger has added things to make blogging better. I created other blogs, one for book reviews, one for crafts and one devoted to the New York Yankees. Some people wonder how I manage 4 blogs, well it’s like this, I try to post in this blog everyday, the others are more event specific and when something happens (I read a book, I make something, I go to a game) then I blog in them. One new thing is pages, I am considering adding a page to this blog and linking to the posts where my poetry is. I might even write more poetry who knows, inspiration comes and goes.

>I came home from work early yesterday. Em called and said it was sleeting at home, so even though it was just rain in NYC, I came home. It was kind of nasty, not so nasty that I couldn’t take Gwen up to the DCC South Campus to pick something up for the disabilities office. Not that it did any good, since when she and Stitch left this morning, they couldn’t get out of the development. The problem with living in a private development is one has to wait for the landlord (or his maintenance guy, who he doesn’t pay just gives him a place to live) to come clear the roads; on the plus side, he plows out the driveway so we don’t have to.

So here is what the road in front of our house looked like this morning. It has since been sort of cleaned up. I’m glad since I have to go out in a little bit. We are supposed to get more snow, which means the possibility of a snow day (except today wasn’t my day off, it was my regular Wednesday off) and if we are having a snow day I have to have chips, and hot cocoa, and cinnamon sugar oatmeal. You get the idea. I am also sure that Amy needs gas, so I will need to put some in her.

Even though I didn’t go out I had a productive day. My order came from VSD, two pairs of shoes, but one was the wrong color. So I called them and the lady was ever so nice, she is shipping out the correct color by Express Mail (I never use Express Mail) and I have 30 days to ship the other shoes back (I am sure they will be going back in a lot less time) with no charge to me.

Then since I got new shoes, I had to clean out my closet. I had a bunch of boxes (don’t know what I was saving them for) and a few pairs of shoes that I never wear, a couple of them I tried to put on and they were too tight, I think my feet have grown.

Last thing I did was go to church, which they rushed through so everyone could get home early. After that I put gas in Amy and went to the grocery store, to get the above mentioned chips and hot cocoa in case we have a snow day tomorrow.