...because broken trees are all we can talk about around here. We just heard a report that this is the worst ice storm in Oklahoma history--one in three Oklahomans are without electricity right now. There are a bunch of cold people huddled in my state tonight--please keep them in your prayers.
Remarkably, we continue to have electricity--most everyone we know is without. We drove around for awhile this afternoon and just gaped at all the downed limbs. Entire neighborhoods, including ours, are transformed. Due to power outages, there has been no school so far this week, and they've already called it off for tomorrow.
(But that's okay, because we're all comfort eating thanks to Gulley and BigMama's sugar cookie recipe.)
Here are some more pictures of my sad, poor front yard (not sure if you'll be able to tell how many more branches have fallen just since yesterday):
And here's my equally poor, sad backyard:
My husband said something very poetic about "this must be how God does His pruning." I just elbowed him in the ribs and cried.
But we do have much to be thankful for (or much for which to be thankful--whatever--you should get a pass on good grammar during a weather crisis). The limbs have been dropping like flies all around us, but this is as close as any one of them got to our house:
Whew.
Oh, and my kids want me to show you their trampoline, because they would like for the Internet to feel very sorry for them, thank you:
To those of you out there weathering this same nasty storm, hang in there, count your blessings and eat some cookies. It actually really helps.
