Living on the Prairie

Well, it finally made good on the snow promise. It snowed, and snowed, and snowed some more. I personally did not care because I don’t go outside if it’s under 74. You have to draw a line. So, I watched as it piled up. It was the pretty snowman making type of snow. Dry. The good news was there was little wind which is odd for Oklahoma. It tickled my dark little heart to watch everyone lose their minds over snow. No ice. Just a few feet of snow.

We couldn’t get out so OU Boy pretty much stayed at the hotel. Until Thursday when this happened.

All the fire sprinkler lines in the ceiling busted sending tons of water down. There was at least 5 inches just in the lobby. The elevator shaft was full. Needless to say, we called the Fire Department and the Insurance guys and they came fast. Everyone on all three floors were evacuated, since we have no fire equipment working we had to close. But trying to find places for guests in the middle of the night was a pill. Most of them were here from Texas, where they had no power or heat and they never wear masks so I felt no sympathy.

Only problem was all 3 of our hotels were flooding. In the end after OU Boy stayed two days at work to oversee the remediation work,he was able to catch a nap.There were about 30 or more water main breaks so we had no power or water at home. Yesterday we were filling crab pots with clean snow just to flush the toilets. I’m one of those people who always have 6 or 7 gallons of water in case of emergency. I did share with my friend Sonya since she has been feeding me for a long time. Today we have water, power and hot water. The hotels will be closed for at least a month. So Texans, go home and take your Ted Cruz germs with you.

Tommy actually found 16 Mexicans hiding out on the third floor this morning. Scared the crap out of him.

Tommy has never been around for the morning ritual that is Sonya, who is full-on Russian, and her dad works with Putin. She is the best pastry chef I have ever met and we adore each other. So he finally was awake to see the past few days. Picture it. Front door. A gentle knock. I open the door and hand her an empty plate and she hands me back a full one. Air kisses and boom, breakfast. This week we had PAVLOVA… With pistachios she ordered 3 months ago from Turkey.

And Medvik, or Honey Cake.

For dinner tonight she brought over a Lamb Dish with fresh Thyme and a loaf of warm home-made bread.

She also told me not to cook a cake for Tommy’s birthday tomorrow as she is making him a giant Pavlova. I was not even planning on making a cake, so that’s nice.

Other than that I’ve just been reading and waiting on packages that never seem to arrive. I don’t know about you but I have been adding to cart everyday! Swimsuits, camping gear, scuba gear, floats. Yep, I’m skipping straight to summer.

Enjoy your Saturday and stay warms!!

xx P

14 thoughts on “Living on the Prairie

  1. I had to crack up at “Go home Texans and take your Ted Cruz germs with you”. We are the exception to the rule mask wearing Texans. But I feel ya. Those other Texas mo-fos give the rest of us a bad name. Sorry for your hotels’ casualty. Hoping everything is back in business asap.

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  2. I can’t get the guys hiding on the third floor out of my mind–trying to find someplace halfway warm in the middle of this mess, I expect. I hope they’re okay.

    I send best wishes for all the disasters you’ve had to deal with. What a mess.

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  3. OMG. that is not good. I am glad you are okay and safe and the Texans have been forced to go home and take their germs with them. I hope everything gets sorted as quickly as possible and that insurance takes care of the cost.

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