It’s no surprise, Texans do not bode well during winter storms. As soon as a meteorologist says there’s a possibility of a winter storm, we make a mad dash to the local supermarket to stock up on supplies. When I say “supplies”, I really mean hibernation food. Store shelves are quickly void of carbohydrates, junk food, hot chocolate, and marshmallows. We truly fear starvation during the day, or two we are “snowed in”. I am certain that people dwelling in cold climates where snow is typical get a good laugh out of watching us panic over a few icy days, but we just can’t help it. Our towns literally shut down because the DMV is ill prepared to treat roads, and it’s generally ice not snow so roads are impassable for the most part. In a typical year, we have one or two wintry storms.
The first day of
snow ice we are all giddy and full of excitement. Children and their parents zestfully play in the white stuff, even if it’s ice. We make pathetic snowmen if we can, sit by the fire, watch movies, and sip hot beverages. By the second day, our excitement wanes, but we tolerate the storm. Once a third day rolls around, cabin fever sets in and we start venturing out in any way possible. We creep to our local doughnut shops, or anywhere we can travel safely. Today was day three of what our meteorologists are calling “Icemagedon” and goodness did cabin fever strike here! Unlike everyone else in the greater metro area, we did not go shopping just before the storm. Our freezer and pantry contain plenty of food (George is a closet doomsday prepper) , but there are few desirable options and no “hibernation food”. That meant we had to trek to our local supermarket to find out what remained for us. We had no plans of taking the quads out in our van, but our Runabout proved handy for off-roading on ice. We bundled the quads in their “Texas snow suits” with extra fleece blankies and George wore cleats to push it up hill. We managed to get to the store within about 15 minutes so no one froze. Apparently our neighbors had the same idea because it was packed! The parking lot was full.
Before entering the store, George and I planned to pick up a few Redbox movies, and we even reserved our choices. Just after we pushed the Runabout under the awning covering the kiosk, we heard a loud rumble. Apparently the ice began to melt, creating an avalanche. It was a close call, people! Needless to say, we abandoned our movie plans in order to get to safety.
Our list wasn’t terribly long, and we scored everything on it except bread. There was not a single loaf of bread, bananas, or berries. Apparently those delivery trucks didn’t make it in the storm. Otherwise, we managed to collect our needed items to make chili, rice crispy treats, fried apples, and hashbrown casserole. The quads garnered more attention than usual in their attire, and because everyone was nursing a case of cabin fever. It was as if all of the shoppers had not seen another human being in years. Our trip home went smoothly, and the quads are currently giving us a wonderful early Christmas gift- a good, long nap from ALL four.
What is your favorite way to treat cabin fever?