American’s name all their storms now. And so I have dubbed this one Iceageddon. It’s catchy and rolls off the tongue and describes the state in which we are living now. Fortunately for us, we still have power. The other evening we went to a birthday fete for a friend turning 40 and found families had overtaken the hotel. It was great. Kids and dogs peppered the lobby playing games. Just like they would if shut in at home but with freezing temperatures (Dallas was in the teens yesterday) no one wants to be without power. Saddest of all, is watching plants bear the burden of ice laden limbs. It is beautiful to see, but with each day of temperatures below freezing it becomes more difficult. We have lost 4 major limbs off trees in our yard, and the shrubs in the front, sheltered by the roofline, sag under the pressure. We can’t walk outside for fear of falling – ice thick enough that you could skate upon it. My friend PD has a reliable car that for years I have referred to as “Grandpa” for its lack of “pizzaz”… and yet, I find myself dependent on his good heart and Grandpa’s reliability for transportation. Funny how one’s words come back to haunt them….. Thinking of PD and ice at the same time is amusing to me. Who would have thought?