Understatements

It's a little bit windy: http://www.cbc.ca/canada/nova-scotia/story/2008/12/22/winter-snow.html...

I went to sleep last night to the comforting sounds of a near hurricane outside and a lovely winter draft tickling my cheek, having seeped in through the sorry excuses for windows in our 30-year old home. I awoke this morning to the frustrated sounds of shoveling neighbours, in addition to the aforementioned gale that was still pummeling the county. Twenty-minutes later - I am standing in the morning dark, in my half-shoveled driveway, holding a broken shovel in my be-gloved hands. My neighbour and I then watched through tired teary eyes as the power across the neighbourhood flickered out, leaving us in the windy blackness.

Inside, with the pellet stove and furnace no longer functioning due to lack of power, the temperature was dropping rapidly. Relaxed somewhat in the knowledge that power was out at my work also, Terri and I and Lydia piled back into bed and hoped that the power would be restored here, but not at work...

Well, it is now four hours later and the power has been restored in both locations and I'm nursing a huge mug of steaming hot coffee in front of a roaring fire before I slowly slug away upstairs to get ready for a half-day of completely unproductive work. That said, the house is still freezing, having inched up to 60 degrees F from a low of 57, and the rest of the fam has since high-tailed it over to the Grandparents' place which was never without power in the first place.

Yay winter!