Okay, a couple of things, here. First, when you grow up in New England, you are essentially bombarded by guys in tricorne hats and frilly shirts and buckle shoes and white leotards. It's just a fact of life. Most of our towns and cities predate the Revolutionary War (my own hometown was founded in the 1680s) and when you're a kid growing up, you're forced to make all the field trips to Interpretive Centers and historical sites. Not that I really MIND history, mind you, it's just that ... it might be something other people are not necessarily attuned to.  MORE Mojo! »

Some observations:

1. The news loves to focus on the doom 'n' gloom. They actively seek out the rare individuals who aren't prepared and makes us all sound like pathetic victims. For the most part everyone is fine. A little cranky from the prolonged inconvenience, but nearly everyone I know has wood stoves and four wheel drive. It's just a Fact of Life up here.

2. When you make the conscious decision to live close to Nature, you must accept pretty early on this one single solitary fact: YOU Are Not In Charge. Once you accept that, you're good to go.

3. This from the Gee I Never Thought of That Department: my Favorite Husband, aka Mister "The World is My Urinal" like most men, has been taking the flashlight into the bathroom when he has to pee. Hence the following conversation:

Mojo (aka Clueless Female): Why are you WASTING the flashlight? Why don't you just go in the dark like a NORMAL person?

Favorite (and oh-so-tolerant) Husband: Uh, you DO want me to AIM, don't you?

Mojo: Oh. Never mind.

4. The Governor was going to visit the town on Monday, but canceled due to the weather. I have nothing against the guy, but really, I've had enough Disaster Tourists anyway, thank you. What's he going to do, anyway? Make a speech telling us to "Endeavor to Persevere", like the government told the Indians in The Outlaw Josey Wales?

I so enjoy that reference I spent valuable time looking up the exact quote. Here it is; you will have to envision it being spoken by Chief Dan George in his usual dignified deadpan, which makes it doubly entertaining:

I wore this frock coat in Washington, before the war. We wore them because we belonged to the Five Civilized Tribes. We dressed ourself up like Abraham Lincoln. You know, we got to see the Secretary of the Interior. He said, "Boy! You boys sure look civilized!" He congratulated us, and he gave us medals for looking so civilized. We told him about how our land had been stolen. Our people were dying. When we finished, he shook our hands and said, "Endeavor to persevere." They stood us in a line--John Jumper, Junior McIntosh, Buffalo Hump, Jim Pockmark, and me. I'm Lone Watie. They took our pictures, and the newspapers said, "Indians Vow to Endeavor to Persevere." We thought about it for a long time. "Endeavor to persevere". And when we had thought about it long enough, we declared war on the Union.

Hah! What a fun movie. I hope someday I will have power again, so I can enjoy it once more....

Mojo