The Houston Blizzard...Whatever.

All day Wednesday

and all day Thursday...

I looked out the window.

Waiting.

Waiting for the...

snow

that the weathermen promised.

We have lived here for 14 years and it has snowed

once.

So yesterday I jumped out of bed,

threw open the back door

and looked to the right.

No snow.

I looked to the left.

No snow.

All I found was this...

and this...

and this.

No snow...

just ice.

Good-bye sago palms...

I will miss you when you die.

Then I looked off the deck

and noticed the beautiful...

river running through our property!

What?

We have a river?

Yes, yes we do...

after our pipes broke in four places...

and all our lovely water ran downhill to our neighbor's yard.

I thought the reason that we had no water for four days

was because our pipes were frozen.

Who knew we were creating a new pond

for the neighbors?

Of course, having no water meant having no flushing toilets,

so I have been filling buckets from the trickle in our kitchen

and running up and down the stairs our split level home

trying to maintain our dignity...

so so speak.

Even Sweetie is disappointed.

She loves snow.

She wasn't built to be an ice skater.

She would rather me carry her.

Speaking of carrying heavy things,

guess who is in charge of transporting the firewood

from the woodpile to the porch

and then into the house?

I wasn't built to be an ice skater either.

Guess I will just go back to the windows...

and wait for the snow.

Hope it doesn't take another 14 years.

Hope you enjoyed our snow, Dallas.

Sigh.