What a storm!

 The National Weather Service said Sunday's snowfall in Kansas City's total was surpassed only by three other dates.

• March 23, 1912, with 16.1 inches
• January 18, 1962, with 11.8 inches
• February 27, 1900, also with 11.8 inches.

We lived to tell about it.  My only fear, as we waited for the storm, was the freezing drizzle they said was coming first.  We bought our used trailer house in 2008, and after years of living in it, if we ever have a long power outage with bitter cold temperatures, it will wreak enough damage to the place that it wouldn't be worth fixing.  

We did have a lot of drizzle, freezing rain, and strong wind blowing.  Everything about this storm was exactly like the weathermen said.  But not once did our electricity even blink off.  I thank the Lord for that.  All we want is for this place to last as long as we need it.

Because of the wind, there's lots of drifts out there.  Yesterday when I headed to the goat pen, I had to go through one drift that came up to my knees... and my boots aren't that high.  I made it out there, but there was a drift between the goat house and their water bucket that they couldn't get through.  Later in the day I dug paths from our house to the pen and from the goat house to the bucket.  Also from the gate to the pen, so I could get there without getting stuck in a drift.  The goats had hay close by, but believe me, they were thirsty.

Actually, considering how cold it is outside... around zero right now... snow is a blessing for us.  This old trailer house stays warmer because blowing snow finds the places where wind comes in and stops the drafts.

By the way, that big snow in 1962 is one I'll never forget.  I was to graduate in the spring of 1962.  It's also the year my mother found out she had a cancerous kidney.  They removed it and she lived until 2004 with only one kidney.  Also, the evening of the day after that storm, I remember my mom drove us to St. Joe to see the wrestling matches we went to every Friday night.  Our seats on the front row were always waiting for us.  My dad worked nights, so it was mostly Mother and me that went, but I seem to remember that a couple from church went with us that time; the roads were NOT that safe.  

My mom was a very good driver, though, and my dad hated to drive, so she drove us everywhere and my father only drove to work and back.  She never got a ticket, although I recall her talking one cop out of giving her one... we were going to the wrestling match that time, too.  She was telling him about all the reasons she had accidentally been driving over the speed limit, and I think he just got tired of listening and let her go.

The cold temperatures are with us for at least a week; supposedly more snow may come, but I doubt it will be anything like the one we just had.  

Stay safe and warm, everybody!  If you want to know the truth, I've sort of enjoyed this rare storm.