December 28, 2010
Ooowee! I’m writing to you on a Tuesday. Saturday was Christmas, ya know, and we had a big blizzard, ya know. I had PLANNED to write a note to you from home, but the internet blinked out. My car was temporarily snowbound. The electricity was off for a bit, and, well, it was all I could do to just keep the fire going and the pipes from freezing. My pup didn’t mind but she was the only one. My sisters and I had our own adventures…
I had a dinner planned for Christmas night but had not done much of any actual cooking, as I was waiting for the word from Lucinda saying she was almost here. My sister Heather had come over to wait with me. Once we heard that Lucinda was closing in on Weaverville, I started cooking the parts of dinner that involved a longer cooking time. Sigh. Just as I turned the boiling water down to a simmer, the electricity flickered and went out. ARGH!!!
Fortunately I had a nice fire going in the woodstove so I moved the wild rice pot from the electric stove to the top of the woodstove and started thinking about how I could cook the salmon on top too. The salad was safely still in the fridge and it was too early to worry about the asparagus…
Lucinda was driving from Kentucky and, as she was coming down the hill to my house, her horse trailer-pulling truck slid right off the side of the road into a deep ditch. Heather and I and I went to try to get her out but, though strong, we three are no match for a truck so we transferred the presents and luggage to my car, said a prayer that no one would crash into the ditch-bound truck, and went home to try to enjoy Christmas with each other.
As we were driving out of my driveway to get Lucinda, however, two frantic women flagged us down, begging for a ride to their home. I told them to pull into my driveway and wait for me to get my sister and then come help them. But to our surprise (horror) the frantic women had pulled into my driveway, just off the road, and had parked, locked, and left their car, completely blocking Heather’s car in and mine out!!!!
Just then, unbelievably, two men drove by who, UNBELIEVABLY, had, a short time earlier, just driven by my driveway and had been flagged down by those two women who had just parked IN my driveway and had taken them home! The men graciously agreed to drive Heather BACK to the women’s home, where she retrieved the keys, came back, and moved the blocking car.
The good news, however, was that, as the men pulled away with my sister, I noticed that the electricity was back on.
Whew!
I moved the rice back to the electric stovetop and, like a fool, put the salmon in the oven. I held the asparagus for the last minute.
My sister decided to try to reach AAA and, remarkably, managed to get someone to answer the phone and to agree to come pull her truck out. I turned the rice off, turned the salmon way down, and went out to greet the AAA guys who, when they came, could not help, as their truck was sliding toward the ditch too. We got back in my car and returned to my house. Again.
By then it was 10.
We had not had dinner.
Dinner was a mess anyway, an overcooked mess – all except for the asparagus, which was perfect. My sisters gamely ate their very dry salmon, overcooked wild rice, and perfect asparagus. And then, at 11 or so, we opened our presents and went to bed.
Oh, we ended up getting the truck out three days later – but I’ll tell you that part in the second installment this weekend.