Ice, ice and more ice.

We were pummeled by an ice storm that started on Thursday and didn’t end until late Friday morning.

When Hubby and I went to bed on Thursday night, we lay awake for awhile listening to the horrible snapping and cracking of tree limbs, and hoped that none of them fell on our house or cars.

When we finally did fall asleep, we were awoken at 1:30am by the furnace and the sump pumps (which are right under our bedroom in our one-level home) going on and off as the power fluctuated and finally sputtered out.  We grabbed our flashlights and proceeded to unplug major appliances just in case and went to bed with the horrible thought that our basement was now flooding because the sump pumps were not running.

Friday AM – The house was not freezing cold, thankfully.  It was cool, but not unbearable.  The basement, as expected, was now covered in several inches of water.  We turned on our radio and listened to the absolutely wonderful coverage by Don Weeks and the Morning team at 810 WGY.  They were wonderful in October of 1987 and were wonderful this past weekend as well.

Friday PM – We tried to nap or otherwise occupy ourselves but it got colder in the house as the day went on and no one could sleep with the constant sound of falling tree limbs. Seriously, it is a disturbing sound. My daughter also got stir crazy and it was decided that it was time to make the refugee trip to my SIL’s in a neighboring town that did not lose power.

We went outside to this:

Broken Trees

Broken Trees

Our two crab apple trees, which look so pretty in the spring in full blossom, had their main tree limbs cracked off by the weight of the ice. Across the street, a power line was laying the street and the local fire department had arrived to move it.

And while I am mentioning the fire department, I’d like to take the chance to thank our volunteer fire department from the absolutely bottom of my heart. Along with the NYSEG and National Grid, these people, unpaid, worked around the clock to remove trees from roads, pump out basements, or provide shelter at their firehouse. Thank you so much.

Anyways…we got in the car and proceeded down the main road out of town only to be detoured numerous times. We dodged hanging tree limbs and broken wires to the point to where we almost turned around to go back home. But we did make it out of town and to the warmth of my SIL’s apartment where my daughter and I stayed for the entire weekend. Hubby insisted on staying at home…must be a man thing.   He felt the need to protect the house.

Hubby had a hot shower, a warm meal and went back to the house to watch over a flooding basement and to take care of our beloved dog. What you have to understand about us is that we are avid campers so we have serious camping provisions at hand. Hubby was able to cook, have light and knew how to keep himself warm at night despite the fact that the temp in the house went down to 42. Brrrrr.

Sat AM – Hubby arrives at the apartment to shower and eat a hot breakfast. We then decide to venture out to scavage any useful things we may need in case of prolonged outage. I was not prepared for the scene outside. It was…beautiful! The sky was clear blue and the sun was reflecting off of the coats of ice on the trees. The world was literally dazzling!

Sparkling Trees

Sparkling Trees

This picture doesn’t do it justice though. It actually hurt your eyes to go outside. What was worse was was when the breeze picked up and all you could hear was the crackling and snapping of ice. It was a tad unsettling!

So Hubby and I went in search of propane tanks (none to be had), water (sold out) and where the open gas stations were (very few, all with lines). We went back to collect Little Sionna and back to the house to check on it and to collect my car.

The neighborhood was a wreck. I don’t have more pictures because I didn’t have my camera with me unfortunately. Perhaps it’s best forgotten! The house was freezing and the dog was going bezerk. She was warm enough but certainly cabin fevered. It wasn’t safe to go out for a walk, much less to just go out for bathroom business!

Sat PM – Hubby managed to put a claim on an incoming generator!!! He hardwired the furnace and the sump pumps to it and we could breathe a little easier about our pipes and flooding basement. Little Sionna and I went back to SIL’s to sleep and I worried about Hubby sleeping with the generator running….completely rediculous considering that he is a former electician and is totally safety crazy. But I worried just the same.

I didn’t get any sleep that night for another reason…I was sharing a double bed with Little Sionna who is apprently an active sleeper and a total bed hog! She hasn’t kicked me that much since she was in utero!!! Oy.

Sun AM – I get up to get showered because I was taking Little Sionna and her friend to The Nutcracker (yes, the show did go on!). Not even a minute after I stepped out of the shower…the power goes out. Crap. I managed to get dressed and then 10 minutes later, the power goes back on. Whew!  I met up with Little Sionna’s friend and her parents in town and off we go.  It was a nice diversion and the girls had a good time.

Sun PM – Power is back on!!!  Yee haw!!  Of course that means clean up time.  We have a lot of wet yucky stuff in the basement to toss and possibily some mold remediation to be done.  There will be the chainsawing of our apple trees as well, but we probably can’t do that until this weekend.

That was our weekend in a nutshell…one that I DO NOT want to repeat again in the near future, unless it is in the middle of the summer!!