Basketball Champs

They did it!!!! Our high school girls won the district championship! We are so proud of them. Now they are movin' on up to the regional tournaments.

Our great-granddaughter, Haley is second from the left (still the smallest girl in her class, all the way through school)

These girls have done a great job for such a small school. They deserve all their success.

Published with pride,

Grandma in the yellow house

Surviving the Ice Storm

Scene from our front yard>>>>>>>>

The storm is over, at least for now, although some of the folks living out in rural areas are still without power. We were out for a full 7 days-no tv for Harold, no computer for me, but we managed to survive quite well. We have a gas space heater in the dining room that kept 6 rooms comfortable, we were able to cook on the gas stove top (no oven, though), made coffee in an old-fashioned stove-top percolator, and cooked several meals in the cast iron dutch oven.

We had oil for the lamps, and managed to get kerosene for the old Aladdin lamp, which belonged to my mother, so we had light in the evenings. Mom bought that lamp about 1942 and we are still able to get the mantles for it. We also had plenty of flashlights and batteries, but now we will have to replenish the battery supply.

Our hand crank radio worked just as it was supposed to do, so we were able to keep up with weather reports and progress of the power companies as they worked to get us all back in service.

David brought a generator to hook up our freezer, and save all the food supply for us. Some we stored out in the storage shed where it stayed frozen at highs of 25 degrees. The only food I had to toss was 1/3 jar of mayo. It may have been ok, but afraid to trust it.

Uncle Farrell had no heat or power, so he spent his time here with us. Many folks around town had no heat, and there were others who were happy to take them for a few days. Small towns are great that way, always willing to help one another out in emergencies.

Neighborhood scene>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

This is the honeysuckle vine that grows at the corner of

our front porch. How can something so beautiful be so destructive?

The ice is all gone now, but the clean-up is still on-going. It will take more than a few days.

One thing we learned--we are capable of survival in difficult circumstances, and self-reliance is a good feeling.

Feeling blessed and secure,

Grandma in the yellow house