As you may know, here in Boston we have been deluged with snow in the past few days. Thursday brought a snowstorm with the worst possible timing - right in the middle of the day. Everyone in the city left work at the same moment and the entire metro area was in gridlock for many many hours.
I left the house on Thursday at 1:00 pm with Stella to pick Roxanne up at school. It took us an hour to get there and by 5:30 pm we were still not near home. And then my car died.
I cannot tell you how scary it was to have two little babies in the back seat, with cars sliding all around us and the snow piling up (already 10" by then), and have the car totally stop. I couldn't get the key out of the ignition and I couldn't even get the window up.
I called 911 and they wouldn't come get us. Both kids were crying. The reserve of crackers and raisins I keep in my car were already eaten.
I took both girls out of their car seats and told them, "This is an emergency. The car is broken. But we're in Newton and that is a pretty good place to get stuck, and you're with mommy, and I'm a good person to be stuck with." I bundled them up in every warm thing in the car, took my wallet and took them outside.
We walked down and across the street to Lower Falls Wine Company, where the lights were on. I cannot tell you how happy I was when the door knob turned and their door opened. The staff there could not have been nicer. They gave the kids cookies and water and we used their bathroom (it had been nearly six hours since I'd been to the bathroom - I had pulled over at one point along the way for Roxanne to pee in the snow).
And we waited for Charlie, who was totally stuck in gridlock on the way home from work, to come and rescue us. It took about two hours for him to get there and at that point it was well past the kids' bedtimes. After transferring a car seat into his car, we rebundled everyone and finally made our way home.
And even though I knew that we were in an urban area and were sure to be rescued by someone at some point, I could not help but think about the Kim's and how utterly terrifying and tragic their experience was. I felt so fortunate that we broke down where we did, near people who were so nice to us and so willing to help. And that we did make it home safe and sound.
And now it is snowing again. And we are inside today, where it is cozy and warm.
In more uplifting crafting news, I'm working on some small birds for two upcoming shows. What would I do without David Allen Sibley? I really liked the wing wings on the lark bunting
and was inspired to try my own version.
Here is a detail of the wing
and another view of the finished bird.
I like these little guys. They are so satisfying to make and I think they'd look awesome just perched on your bookshelf, or next to your computer.
If it is snowy and cold where you are today, I hope you and your family are home, safe and warm.