if i hear the word "snowicane" one more time...

some folks, in anticipation of a winter storm, hoard bread and milk and bottled water. some people buy canned foods and dried goods that require no electricity to make edible. i don't do any of that silly stuff; however, i'm guilty of my own brand of pre-snow panic.

when i hear that a storm is coming, i feel compelled to clean. launder bed linens and all potentially dirty clothing. wash all dishes. vacuum every vacuumable surface in the house, including the sofa and chairs. and most importantly, get down on my hands and knees and scrub the hardwood floors.

i'm not sure why that last one is most important. that's something that i could actually do without electricity. even without running water, for that matter (thanks, Swiffer Wet!).

maybe i'm just being irrational. shaunice assures me that, since we live in a posh building with a door man and a gym and elevators, our electricity cannot possibly go out. she feels confident that this place will be lit up like Christmas, thanks to powerful generators located who-knows-where. i am skeptical, but it's a nice idea.

tonight another crazy winter storm is going to bury my city and yours (probably, since most of my readers are in the Northeast U.S. here and Ireland, for some reason. (say hi!)) under water, in various forms. snow, ice, rain, floods. fun!

my floors are spotless, my carpet is vacuumed, and there's a big box of white wine in the fridge. not to mention we still have almost two dozen of Ina's Maple Oatmeal Scones left. i. am. ready.

now i'm tempted to take a walk to the grocery store just to wander around and watch crazy snowspiracy theorists fight over the last loaf of multi-grain bread and then make concerned small talk with the checkout boys about the impending doom.


at any rate, i wanted to wish you all a happy snowstorm. e-mail me if you need anything. the generators will keep my computer lit up.