Friday, January 30, 2009

Snow Day Gone Bad

My marvelous snow day turned on me!
It turned out that a simple "snow day" was the beginning of the worst ice storm in NWA history! 
Our electricity went out Tuesday around 2 p.m. and it came back on this morning around 8:30. I will not complain because there are still people without power. However, I will say that I learned a lot about how I spend my time. 
1 - I learned that I depend on technology. When I couldn't charge my laptop, couldn't access email, and couldn't charge my cell phone, I felt completely disconnected from the rest of the world. 
2 - I learned that David and I can have lots of fun without tv, movies, internet, or even lights! When he got home every night, we'd make dinner (usually peanut butter or turkey sandwiches) and then we'd spend lots of time talking and laughing together. When it got too dark, we'd light all our candles, light the fire, and pull out the Scrabble game. We have a blast playing Scrabble. Unfortunately, by night 2 of this, we were no longer making real words and every play was a challenge play. The one day that he was off work, we took the dogs for a walk around the icy neighborhood. We had a wonderful time laughing at them and sliding around.
3 - I learned that I love my bed. During the outage, we had no heat. Thankfully, we have a gas fireplace. So we closed off the doors to the outer rooms and moved our lives into the living room, guest bathroom, and kitchen. Our "bed" was a pallet on the floor in front of the fireplace. As new and different as it was to sleep on the floor, I will be glad to return to my bed tonight. 
4 - I learned to love my dogs even more than before! Our home became semi-communal because the dogs couldn't sleep outside in the ice. We made a "bed" for them next to ours'. Most evenings, they ended up on the pallet with us stealing all our covers. They certainly kept my spirits up when cabin fever hit.
5 - I learned that God's weather is amazing! The destruction from the storm is incredible. Our town looks like a bomb went off. I can't believe that ice can break so many trees and damage so many homes! Thankfully, our home remained undamaged. 
6 - I learned that even I can get tired of reading. Halfway through my 3rd book of the storm, I thought, "I am ready to have movies and tv again!!!" 
FYI : I read feed, The Wednesday Letters, and I'm halfway through The Boleyn Inheritance. (Lots of variety.)

So we survived it all! I don't know when we'll get back to school, but it looks like things are getting back to normal. 

Now if I could just get my house clean......

Monday, January 26, 2009

Snow Day!

I started this a few days ago to aid in my own reflection time. I am working towards a masters degree and I realized in my class how little I make note of reflections. I have never been a journal writer. Since it's important to look inward and contemplate, I make a habit of reflecting often, but it's time I started putting it in writing. 
When I thought about my blog title, I wanted something that speaks to my personality. I love to read : novels, magazines, blogs, poetry, etc. My two favorite poets are John Donne and Robert Frost. For those of you unfamiliar with Frost's work, the title of my blog comes from a line of one of his greatest poems, "The Silken Tent". Using a tent as a metaphor, the poem describes a woman and the many intricacies of the female life...sounds unromantic, I know, but it's breathtaking. According to this poem, the only things that bind this strong, independent woman to earth are "countless silken ties of love and thought." Though I feel that I am bound to earth by stronger ties, I think that it's amazing how a man can so accurately capture the way I've felt SO many times. I've included the poem at the end of this post just so you can enjoy this amazing work of art. So there you go....a little about me. 

Today is icy, and they have already called off school for tomorrow!!! I'm just taking in the peace of knowing I can sleep in on a Tuesday. 
Until next time!

She is as in a field a silken tent
At midday when the sunny summer breeze
Has dried the dew and all its ropes relent,
So that in guys it gently sways at ease,
And its supporting central cedar pole,
That is its pinnacle to heavenward
And signifies the sureness of the soul,
Seems to owe naught to any single cord,
But strictly held by none, is loosely bound
By countless silken ties of love and thought
To every thing on earth the compass round,
And only by one's going slightly taut
In the capriciousness of summer air
Is of the slightlest bondage made aware.