Last week felt like a blur. Monday started the week off on a normal note. Then Tuesday rolled around. By lunch time Tuesday, any semblance of ordinary went out the window. Snow hit Atlanta and somehow, it caught much of the metro area by surprise. After I picked up Ben at his normal 12:30 time, parents were required to come to Westminster by 1:00 to grab our children. After driving to Westminster and getting E in the car, I had trouble maneuvering out of the hilly Westminster campus. My short two-mile route home was treacherous as the roads became icy. I found myself having to gun my Sequoia up hills with the hopes that I would not start sliding back down. I knew I would not be able to drive to Brandon to grab Hayes because the traffic was already terrible and the roads were challenging. Luckily, our neighbor Mrs. Djuric grabbed Hayes, and we all reunited back home around 1:45.
We didn't see Thomas until he pulled in around 7:00 that night. He had tried to leave the office around 12:30pm but didn't move in his parking deck for nearly 30 minutes. He returned to his office and got some work done while monitoring traffic on the Downtown Connector from his window. (Around 2:00pm, his assistant called all of the nearby hotels to see if there was a room for him just in case he could not drive home that night. Every room was booked within a 10-mile radius of his office!) At 5:15pm, Thomas decided to make another attempt to drive home. This time, he was able to exit his parking deck and then carefully drove home on surface streets. It took him an hour and 45 minutes to get home . . . but we were grateful for that "quick" trip. Terrible stories of people stuck on the roads for hours started to trickle in. We spent much of that Tuesday afternoon and night worried about our friends and family stuck in different parts of town.
While we worried and stressed, the kids made the most of the snow. Ben made the obligatory snow angel.
Hayes grabbed our sleds from the garage (notice the cars backed up on Howell Mill)
and all of the kids sledded down the Bradham's icy chute of a driveway.
Here is Ben making a run . . . and then
it was Hayes's turn.
For some reason, I didn't capture a picture of Dixie in the snow but she ate it, ran circles in it, rolled around in it and just seemed to absolutely adore it.
We went to bed around 11pm Tuesday night, feeling very uneasy about what we would learn the next morning. Wednesday morning's AJC's (delivered on Thursday) headline summed up the situation . . .
By midday Wednesday as the situation improved and people began to get out and drive, we began to truly enjoy the snow day.
I love how peaceful the street and city feels when everyone is sheltered in their homes.
While the kids continued to sled down the street and around the neighborhood, I began to cook. Cooking is what I'm drawn to do while we are stuck at home. I almost feel challenged by the weather to see how much food I can prepare based on what we have stored away "for the winter". I cooked for much of Wednesday afternoon while the kids and Thomas played football in the appropriately named "SnowBowl 2014".
(When I wasn't cooking or baking Wednesday afternoon, I was on Lands End's website, trying to upgrade our ill-equipped winter wardrobes. Hopefully when the next snow storm arrives, we will actually have some snow gear and not cotton or fleece everything!)
Thursday rolled around and the kids still didn't have school. Thomas went in to work, while the pundits began criticizing the local and state governments' lack of preparedness leading up to the storm.
Friday, the kids were home again as the temperatures had not yet warmed up enough to rid the city of the ice. Looking back, when we were all home Tuesday night, I never would have thought that we had a five-day weekend ahead!