Yikes! The South Buried in Snow!

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Stranded vehicles littered roadsides Monday as several inches of snow and sleet coated Atlanta and other parts of the South, freezing the morning commute in many areas and canceling thousands of flights through the world's busiest airport. Sleet, ice and several inches of snow — as much as 9 inches in some places — blanketed states from Louisiana to the Carolinas mostly unaccustomed to arctic weather and caused at least three deaths and left thousands without power. It also hit a part of the country where most major cities have only a handful of snow plows, if any at all.
Will ya'll in the South please check on in? Our sled dogs have quit and we're all outta hot chocolate but we can send in Rufus here with some moonshine.

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We've gotten about six inches so far, with a THICK coating of ice on top. They've closed all roads, since we have absolutely no way of dealing with it, but it's all good. Power, cable, internet all functioning and I did the grocery shopping thing on Saturday.

The only glitch is that our little house dog has a leg in a cast, and taking her outside to do her business is a little tricky.
 
Not supposed to reach here until tonight. And they are only projecting 2 inches here in Central Virginia (for whatever that projection is worth). I was planning to hunker down with writing this week anyway.
 
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Rufus looks like he's done had a few nips to many already. :cool:
 
Rufus looks like he's done had a few nips to many already. :cool:
Hey! I'll have you know that Rufus is a professional! Never nips on the job, only after hours. He just--ah--wasn't expecting to be called in so early. :eek: I can assure all Southerners that he will arrive at your door, through sleet and snow, with a mostly full jar of corn whiskey around his neck.
 
Hey! I'll have you know that Rufus is a professional! Never nips on the job, only after hours. He just--ah--wasn't expecting to be called in so early. :eek: I can assure all Southerners that he will arrive at your door, through sleet and snow, with a mostly full jar of corn whiskey around his neck.

Hmmmm. I wonder what good a watchdog would be that won't nip on the job.
 
We got about eight inches here, and not the good kind on eight inches. :) At least Southerners know how to keep warm. Hurry Rufus, hurry!


With a mouth as big as Rufus' I don't think that if he was 'watch-dogging' that a 'nip' would be what you'd get!
 
We have around seven inches here and it's still falling. Hubby and the daughter are having a blast sledding. I'm staying in to get the hot cider ready. :)
 
Hmmmm. I wonder what good a watchdog would be that won't nip on the job.
Rufus' job ain't t' watch or nip! His job is to sniff out where you is and, um, sing out when he finds you (kinda off-key howling, but he gets heard). Which reminds me, Southerners, if it so happens that you get buried under that snow, Rufus probably won't try to dig you out. He'll want to, really he will, but his lumbago's been acting up.

Hurry Rufus, hurry!
He's on the way, Dixie! Hang in there and stay warm with a friend! Oh, and remember you'll warm each other better if you're both naked.

He'd look good napping on my front porch.
Rufus will take you up on that invitation as soon as he's done with his deliveries. Um, just don't mention it to him until he is done with those deliveries! Otherwise Dixie is gonna be a long time waiting.

We have around seven inches here and it's still falling. Hubby and the daughter are having a blast sledding. I'm staying in to get the hot cider ready.
Rufus will be there with something to spike the hubby's cider :devil:
 
Erm, sorry folks, but I get mighty confused.
"Corn Whiskey". As opposed to . . . what ?
Are you thinking of "corn" as the generic term for grain? :confused: Because in the states, corn means "maize"--that particular, on-the-cob stuff that gets popped for movies. It never gets used in the old British way as meaning "grain."
 
Are you thinking of "corn" as the generic term for grain? :confused: Because in the states, corn means "maize"--that particular, on-the-cob stuff that gets popped for movies. It never gets used in the old British way as meaning "grain."

And I'm not sure but I think the reason we do that is because in the colonial days wheat was a luxury and maize was the staple. We got so used to calling that one grain 'corn' that the word lost any other meaning.

And popped corn with maple syrup and cream is the original cold breakfast cereal.
 

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(Reuters) - A winter storm bearing down on the Northeast could dump another 6 to 12 inches of snow on New York City by Wednesday, 10 days after a powerful blizzard paralyzed the city and tarnished the image of Mayor Michael Bloomberg over the city's response.

The brunt of storm was expected to hit on Tuesday night and continue into Wednesday morning, likely disrupting travel, the U.S. National Weather Service said.

3, get Rufus and Fifi ready it looks like a long week. :(
 
3, get Rufus and Fifi ready it looks like a long week. :(

For those in need of of some humor -- and brandy/'Shine and sled dogs; without without dogsled:

A diary of one person's love of snow...

December 8: 6:00 PM. It started to snow. The first snow of the season: we took out cocktails and sat for hours by the window, watching the huge soft flakes drift down. It looked like a Grandma Moses Print: so romantic, we felt like newlyweds again. I love snow!

December 9: Woke to a blanket of crystal white snow covering the landscape. What a fantastic sight! Moving here was the best idea I've ever had. Shoveled for the 1st time in years & felt like a boy again. Did the both driveway and sidewalks. Later, the snowplow came along & I got to shovel again. What a perfect life.

December 12: Sun melted all the lovely snow but good neighbour said we'd have a white Christmas. Then commented that by the end on Winter, I'd never want to see snow again.

December 14: Snow, Lovely snow! 8" last night and cold, too. Wind took my breath away but warmed up shoveling. This is the life! Later the snowplow came back, again, but I'm getting in better shape. Just wish I didn't huff & puff so much.

December 15: 20 inches forecast. Sold the van and bought a 4x4; snow tires for the wife's car & 2 extra. Shoveled, then stocked the freezer. Wife wants a wood stove in case power goes off. I think that's silly - we aren't in Alaska...

December 16: Ice storm this morning. Landed on my butt trying to salt the driveway. Hurt real bad. Wife laughed for an hour. (I think that was very cruel.)

December 17: Too cold and icy to go anywhere. Power was off for 5 hours. Piled on blankets to stay warm with nothing to do but stare at the wife & try not to upset her. Can't believe I'm freezing to death in my own living room. (Won't admit that I should have bought wood stove: hate it when she's right.)

December 20: Power's back on and had another 14" of the stuff. Shoveled all day. Snowplow came by twice. Kids too busy playing hockey to help. Hardware store sold out. Next shipment of snow blowers due in March. Neighbor says I have to shovel or city will have it done and bill me. (Think he's lying...)

December 22: White Christmas!!! 13" more of the white stuff & its so cold, it won't melt 'til August. Tried to shovel - just too tired. Tried to get help from neighbor who has snow plow on his truck but he said he was too busy. (Sure he's lying.)

December 23: Only 2" of snow today and had warmed up to 0. Wife wanted me to decorate the front of the house. What is she nuts!!! Why didn't she tell me to do that a month ago? Says she did. (Think she's lying.)

December 24: 6". Snow packed so hard by snowplow, I broke the shovel. I'm gonna get that snow plow driver. (I know he waits around the corner to see if I'm finished, then roars by at a 100, sending snow flying all over.) Wife wanted me to sing carols with her & open our presents, but I was busy watching for the darn snow plow.

December 25: Merry Christmas. Another 20" of the slop. Snowed in again & the idea of shoveling makes my blood boil. I hate snow! Then the snowplow driver came by asking for a donation. I wanted to hit him over the head with my shovel. Wife says I have a bad attitude. I think she's an idiot and if I have to watch "It's a Wonderful Life" one more time, I'll throw her in the snowbank.

December 26: Still snowed in.

December 27: Temperature dropped another 30 degrees and the pipes froze.

December 28: Warmed up to -25. Still snowed in and the wife is making me crazy!!!!!!

December 29: Another 10" & neighbor says I have to shovel the roof before it caves in. That's the silliest thing I ever heard. How dumb does he think I am?

December 30: Roof caved in. Another 9" in forecast.

December 31: Set fire to what's left of the house: no more shoveling.

January 8: I feel sooooo good. I just love those little white pills they keep giving me. Why am I tied to the bed?
 
3, get Rufus and Fifi ready it looks like a long week. :(
I think both Rufus and Fifi may go on strike--well, Fifi for sure, she's French you know. Maybe I should just go to the pound and see what I can get for New York et al....
 
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