A Year Ago Today: Snowpocalypse
It was a year ago today that we here in the Northeast had a huge storm and thousands in our area lost power (for a ridiculous number of days). The big bummer was that there was really no Halloween—our favorite holiday around here—because of it.
While the being-out-of-power thing got old pretty quickly, for the first few hours (because it was still warm in the house), it was fun. Here’s some photos from that night in the hopes this won’t happen again anytime soon—but we might, this winter, be in luck with that; I’ve been seeing tree trimmers working non-stop for the past couple of months.
Video: The report on the weather radio gave the darkened house a creepy air; I could only think, ‘zombie apocalypse.’
Video: We have music!
Video: No Reason to Complain
Posted on October 29, 2012, in Deep Thoughts & Fun Stuff and tagged camping in blackouts, Connecticut blackouts, Connecticut blizzard, emergency kits, Frankenstorm, headlamps, Hurricane preparedness, Hurricane Sandy, Hurricanes 2012. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.
You’d think Connecticut would have it’s technology a bit more together than to be out of power for so long…..How’s 2012 treating you this year? We have been having construction here on Waverley Ave for weeks, and it’s Mud City here now that Sandy has hit. The sidewalk is several feet higher up than the road. Kinda hard to explain, but it’s not supposed to look like this. I think the town is going to have some serious cleanup to do.
Hi Julie: have no power so responding via phone. Nope. That is CT. High taxes roads full of potholes and a general lack of electricity for wks after a storm. Do not ever live here it is a hole. Ill respond more fully later stay safe
Kristi, the reason the lights never go out in Watertown is that Santa needs them to find his way to Connecticut every year. Hopefully, he won’t drop his glasses along the way, though by now, like me, he needs a new eyeglasses prescription, and “insurance” won’t let him get a new pair. But then again, these states are so “little” (according to our West Coast pals) that when Santa bumbles along, he’s likely to mistake one “little” state for the other, and end up in the wrong one. Big diff though. So you make a wrong delivery. My mail guys do it all the time. Someone else’s lump of coal seems to taste just as sweet.