Let’s be honest, everyone makes fun of us Georgians.
Down in the South we are ill prepared for when something like “Snowpocalypse” happens, and all the crazy that comes along with it.
The weather channel predicted a few inches of snow…maybe…boy were they wrong.
It recently snowed 10 and 1/2 inches here in the North Georgia mountains- literally more snow than i’ve ever seen in my life. I know what some of you are probably thinking, “That’s precious…10 and 1/2 inches”, but for people who don’t actively get snow, we might as well have been plopped down into the middle of Antarctica.
I’m EXTREMELY lucky because my husband (aka..daddy bird) was a boy scout and is always referred to as the person you’d want around if a zombie apocalypse happened. This one time, we thought someone was breaking into the house so I started to freak out. He calmly got up and pulled a sword out from under the bed. A SWORD PEOPLE! I’d like to see someone try and break in. The idea of my husband charging into the other room with a broad sword and scaring the bajesus out of the burglar makes me giggle.
Anyway…back to snowy adventure….
Soon after the snow started to fall, our power went out. Not only our power, but around 700 other people in our area. Those poor power companies were working their butts off to get everyone restored! I’m really grateful for them and how they came to everyone’s rescue.
Here’s the kicker though…we have an electric well pump which means…you guessed it…NO WATER! This was made even scarier considering the heat was gone and we have an infant. Our main priority at all times was to make sure he was as comfortable as possible. I think (hope) any parent in that situation would feel the same.
Without heat or water, we did our best. We were the Pioneer family for a few days! That’s right…days! 3 in total to be exact. And, you know what…aside from being concerned and a little nervous about how long this would last…it was actually kind of fun. I’m happy to say that we definitely made the best out of the situation.
Without water, we had to figure out another way to wash the bottles we have for sweet baby Flynn. My husband, without fail, is the smartest person I have ever met. I’m not saying others wouldn’t have done what he did, but he’s constantly taking care of us and showing me time and time again just how caring and intelligent he is. Enough gushing, Ellen…here’s what we did…
My husband scooped up some of the snow from outside and sat it next to our fire. We basically had snow water boiling constantly for any need that we had. Mostly, it was for Flynn’s bottles. We were lucky enough to have some distilled water in jugs so we used that to fix with his formula.
Speaking of the fire, HUGE shoutout to my husband Zack for keeping it going for as long as he did…36 hours! He was literally up every 30 minutes to stoke the fire so that we’d stay warm. Poor thing barely slept at all.
He really is our hero.
Luckily, we have a ton of firewood available to us!
Next up was how we could eat. It’s amazing the things we take for granted- ya know…like stoves. I dug in the pantry for something…anything. We hadn’t gone to the grocery store for a while and we didn’t have a whole lot available to us. That was really scary to me.
Here’s what I came up with and lovingly titled, “Snowpocalypse Stew”:
- One can of diced tomatoes
- any frozen veg you have (because it was just going to melt away in the freezer anyway)
- any fresh veg (ours was Zucchini, Broccoli, Onions, and Potatoes
- A little vegetable broth (I’m a vegetarian if you guys didn’t know!)
- Salt and Pepper (although we eliminated the pepper this time because my mom is allergic)
Mix all that stuff together and heat of the fire (or a stove if you’re so lucky and not going through a Snowpocalypse)
Easy as Pie! Ohhh…I wish we had some pie! 😛
We were also lucky enough to find a stove top stuffing box in the back of the pantry…don’t worry…it wasn’t expired, so we made that along with the Stew.
IT. WAS. DELICIOUS!!! Such a hearty meal with things just laying around in the pantry and we truly used what we had to make something so fantastic. My mom even said it was the best veggie soup she’s ever tasted- and SO easy! I recommend making it on a night where you want to feel all warm and cozy inside…which is every night for me. 🙂
The next day, Zack and I needed to make an emergency run to the store for a few things. It was still snowy so we were a little nervous…and what happened next made our fears very valid. But we had no choice…we really needed to go…
So, we’re on our way to the store, driving peacefully and remarking on how beautiful everything is. I even took some pictures moments before our next great adventure began…
A beautiful view right? Well, not when you’re sliding down a huge hill and into a ditch. Yep, that’s right…
We hit a patch of ice and the car spun around and started to slide. We are SO lucky that our son wasn’t with us. My mom had come up a few days before and was stuck with us so she was watching him.
We felt the car tip back and started to go down the hill and towards the big creek. My husband exclaimed, “Hold on! We’re going down!” and held onto my arm as I braced myself for what I was sure was going to be the car flipping.
The next second we were stopped and breathing hard. Zack asked if I was ok and I nodded. We got out of the car to assess the situation. We were inches away from the creek. Now, I won’t lie, I’ve struggled with my faith for my whole life, but in that moment, it really seemed as though someone or something was looking out for us.
See that behind the car…that’s the creek!
We tried our best to get the car back up the hill but it was too steep and the wheels just kept turning in place. Of course, we immediately called AAA but it would take the at least 3 hours to even let us know when they would be able to come. Which meant one thing…we were walking home.
We ended up getting the car out after the snow had melted away…3 days later.
Luckily, we were only .7 miles away from the house. Still a very long walk while you’re more than ankle deep in snow and wearing converse. I called my mom to let her know we were ok and we headed back.
It was cold and quiet, white and sparkly. Magical. And seemed like a real gift to see after what we had just experienced.
Even though we were shaken up, my husband was making jokes like he always does (dad jokes what what!!!). In retrospect, he was probably just trying to calm my nerves. He put his arm around me and we walked back to the house laughing, talking, and singing to keep ourselves warm. If anyone had described this situation to me, I would guess that it would be a horrible experience. But, you know what? It was romantic. A little mini date in the snow. I love my husband…and moments like this only serve to make our relationship stronger.
Once we got home, we warmed up by the fire and under blankets. I kissed my sweet boy and thanked God he wasn’t with us for that. I can’t imagine trying to hike back in that cold with Flynn. Seriously…I am SO grateful he was safe at home with my mom.
One of the bright moments during this was that Flynn turned 7 months old. So, of course, we HAD to take advantage of the snow!
Look at that face. Kills me everytime! <3
Also, our snowman was a Hufflepuff…HUFFLEPUFF FOR LIFE!!! 😛
As night fell, it obviously got very dark and cold. We had to plug up the back rooms with towels so the warmth would stay in the living room. We pulled Flynn’s pack and play close enough to the fire that he could be warm but not too close, of course.
I felt really smart because I came up with this idea- an idea that my boy scout of a husband was thrilled by! That made me feel even more proud!
I took our old water jugs and put the flashlights in them to illuminate the room. It was perfect because we could hang them up for light but also take them with us to the bathrooms when we needed to go. That’s another thing- we had to boil water for the toilets- that’s all I’m going to say about that though.
We quickly fell asleep (all of us besides my husband who was stoking the fire), and Flynn slept a little on me..and then my mother…and then in his pack and play. Poor little guy must have been so confused. My husband slept on the floor as much as he could and let myself and my mom take the couches. It was freezing in the bedrooms so we all had to stay around the fire.
Then…out next adventure began. See, when the power goes out, the back up alarm system comes into play. When the battery on that goes out…it goes off. So, at about three in the morning the LOUDEST and I mean LOOOOOUUUUUDDEEEST alarm went off saying…
“BURGLARY! BURGLARY! THE AUTHORITIES HAVE BEEN CALLED!!!” over and over and over again. I woke up and stumbled around screaming to my mother, “What’s going on…what’s happening?!” while my husband ran to get it shut off. My mother was looking at me with one eye open and saying, “WHAT??!”. And, of course, Mr. Flynn was out cold. I mean, seriously you guys, it was the LOUDEST sound I have ever heard and my baby slept through it all. Again..someone was looking out for us. Because, in that moment, it was chaos!
Zack got the alarm to turn off and we all settled back down, nerves flying all over the place.
Now that I look back on that moment, I find it hilarious. I mean, it could have been a scene in a sitcom! I told my sisters and brother and they died laughing. It’s one of those times that isn’t funny when you’re experiencing it but make a great story later.
Craziness I tell ya…craziness.
So, while to snowpocalypse was VERY challenging, it was also a great opportunity to band together and see what we could accomplish. I felt so proud of that soup and the lighting jugs that I made, and it really solidified that I am an intelligent person (my therapist says I questions my intelligence a lot so I’m working on that).
Through good times and bad, be there for each other and work together. It’s a beautiful thing when people work together to keep each other safe and happy. I truly wish there was more of that in the world…especially right now.
So, there’s our crazy Snowpocalypse story! I hope you enjoyed reading and got a little chuckle out of our experience with the alarm system. Let me know your thoughts in the comments! I’d love to hear your favorite hearty recipes and what other things you might have done if you were in our situation.
The Pioneer Family 😛