Snow Came Early to Iowa

It started last weekend with the wind. It was still warm then. By Tuesday the temperature had dropped and it was raining. I went to Weight Watchers and one of the women there said the rain drops were "fat" and would turn to snow soon. I had never heard that before, and thought it was funny that the first time I heard about fat rain was at Weight Watchers! Five minutes later it was snowing, the fat rain drops had indeed turned to snow. By evening the snow was coming down hard and the wind had picked up even more, it was official, we had our first blizzard. I was in and out of sleep the whole night, listening to some kind of thumping outside the house as the wind blew and blew. Phil was in Des Moines and I couldn't help but think ahead to when whatever it was actually blew through the window, what would I use to block the wind from coming through the broken window. I decided I would stuff the feather comforter into the broken window and keep it in place by moving the dresser in front of the window. All my plans were for naught and when I woke up the next day the wind had stopped and the snow had turned into a crystal coating. You know what I mean, the Dr. Zhivago kind of snow. I spent the day cuddled in my den reading and cleaning out drawers and desks. Last night it was 13 degrees. I may be wavering on my semi-boycott of gas---keeping my heat downstairs at 63 and keeping the upstairs heat off entirely. It was cold, so cold I had to wrap my head with a blanket. When your head gets cold in bed you KNOW it's cold. Even Pandy is wearing a sweater, one I bought her at Walmart last weekend. Red is her color.