I take back what I said about all of the brazers having their lights back. I didn't lie. I really thought they all had power because every day in the morning meeting when Group Leader Shark asked if everyone had their lights back, Demi-god never said a word...until today.
Today he said he'd never had lights, so I have to recant my statement. I don't know why he didn't speak up earlier. I mean, not that there was anything we could have done about it other than sympathize, but still. Then he told me they'd run out of propane and had to go stay with his parents. He's got a five year old daughter and seven month old son, so yeah, they need to have heat.
There are still over 20,000 people in Mississippi without power, and I know they're getting impatient, but that's no excuse for calling up the power company and making threats against the linemen. Yes, that really happened. The Yalobusha County sheriff's department posted on their socials that this kind of behavior would not be tolerated, and those doing it would go to jail. Those linemen have been working day and night to get people's power restored, and I know of at least two that have sustained major injuries. They deserve our thanks and respect, not death threats.
Besides, they told us even before the storm hit that there would be significant power outages -- some lasting two to three weeks, especially in rural areas. And by "they" I mean quite literally everyone. Meteorologists, government officials, the power companies...heck, even Facebook got in on the act and my feed was suddenly flooded with ads for generators. It's not like it snuck up on anyone. These things never do.
Heh, I had to chuckle at someone in the local weather watchers group who posted around noonish on Saturday, "This is the lamest ice storm ever." You know, before it even started...I wanted so badly to go back and find that post and comment that it had aged well. But I didn't. I wanted to be kind in the midst of all that trouble.
In other news, the cat has started throwing up again, but I think I figured out why. I'd been feeding her Meow Mix ever since I had her, and for some reason, I switched her to 9 Lives. When she started throwing up, I switched her to a hairball formula. I think it was Purina, but don't rightly recall. When it got colder, I thought, "She's not going to be shedding in this weather" and switched her back to 9 Lives. And she started throwing up again.
I've bought some more Meow Mix and mixed it in with what was left of the 9 Lives, and that seems to have helped. I'll keep an eye on her, but I think it must have been something in the 9 Lives that was disagreeing with her.
And finally, we have a finished puzzle!
I put the last piece in this afternoon. I'm going to let it sit there until tomorrow, when I'll break it all up and put it back into the box. Then start another one. I'll have to get them all out of the closet and decide which one I want to do.
But for now, I'm going to get off of here and finish watching the opening ceremony of the Olympics. Is it just me, or do these things get more and more bizarre every time?
By the way, I had completely forgotten what the Italian national anthem sounded like, even though I heard it nearly every single day for the three years I lived there. I remember when they'd do colors. They'd play the Italian national anthem first, and we'd stand there quietly and respectfully.
Then they'd play ours, and we'd all stand a little taller, a little straighter, a little prouder...
Oh, it's time for the parade of athletes. Catch you later.
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