Oct 28, 2012

Mass Hysteria

Before we discuss the impending doom that is heading our way, a quick recap of the week here in Alloway.

Tuesday:
  • Did some riding, and I honestly could not tell you if I rode in the ring or out on the trails (I think senility is setting in early).  All I know is Chubbles was cute!  
  • Murphy eats remote control #2 while Mom is at the barn.  Mom gets really mad because she is in the middle of watching NBC's Revolution on OnDemand (If you loved Lost, you should watch this show!)  Luckily, it still worked.
  • Went on a cleaning strike after finding a plate, tupperware, and several utensils in the dish rack that were coated in grease and crumbs.  Put dishes aside as evidence.  
  • Had a conversation about the dishes with RoomDog that went like this: "Hey, I found these dishes in the dish rack, and they are pretty much disgusting, so if you could try to actually wash them so I don't have to REwash them, I'd really appreciate it." RoomDog: "10-4".  
  • Made some tasty ground turkey burritos for dinner (nothing special here, didn't think the recipe was worth including).
  • Got really annoyed after dinner when RD's dirty dishes were in the sink AND in the dishrack.  Decided I was done being nice and threw all the "washed" dishes back in the sink.  NO MORE MR. NICE GUY. 

Mom's really mad at me for eating her remote control today.  
I hope she still likes me.  Thanks for listening, Stink Bug! 
You're my only friend.

Thursday:
  • No time for riding today, but took Murphles for a nice walk.  
  • Best of Salem County Awards Dinner with Tri-County Veterinary Hospital (A rather big event in Salem County.  We won best veterinarian, obviously because of my recent addition to the staff.)
  • Facebook-stalking and reminiscing over 6 years of wall-to-wall conversations with my Buddy Jenny.  HILARIOUS!  (Boy, do I miss my Uconn pals!)
  • R.I.P. Ember, Murphy's funny goat friend.  She was a good goat and had a great life at the barn, but she will surely be missed.

Friday:
  • Realization that there is a storm coming, and perhaps I should tune into the weather.  Mild annoyance at the possibility of a power outage. 
  • Mild annoyance slowly increases to genuine concern throughout the day at work while listening to clients and the other girls discuss the storm.  
  • Genuine concern increases to vague anxiety for these reasons:
    • The girls inform me that when power goes out in Salem County, it is often out for weeks.
    • They also told me that Hurricane Irene took out almost every bridge in the area, and I still barely know the roads around here. 
    • The water at our house is not drinkable.  (Tastes like sulfur, and our landlord told us it potentially causes cancer.)
    • Salem County is FLAT, and quite close to the Delaware River.  

Saturday:

GENERAL PANIC SETS IN.  I had to work in the morning, and of course the entire county is in a panic, which is quite infectious.  Everyone was calling to try to come in for an appointment on Saturday, and refilling their pet's medications just in case the hospital is swept away by Hurricane Sandy.  The possibility that we might be without power for several days, or even weeks seemed more like a reality, so I decided to buckle down and make a list of storm preparations:
  • Ride Chubbles.  Who knows when I'll be able to get to the barn next!
  • Get gas for my car.
  • Get cash.
  • Buy dog food.
  • Buy more water and non-perishable food items.
  • Do laundry.
I think every person in Alloway and Woodstown had the same ideas as me, because there was not one bottle, jug, or gallon of water in Acme, so that one was a failure.  Bread, soup, and peanut butter were also precious commodities.  I had to take out a couple people to get to the peanut butter, but I prevailed in the end.  I learned my lesson with the laundry from Hurricane Irene, when I had to go to work in dirty scrubs.  EW.  

I took a break from the storm hysteria that night to attend the Alloway Halloween Parade with Drew and Kim.  Pretty much the biggest thing that happens in Alloway all year, and I have to say it was worth seeing!  


These are Mummers.  Apparently they are a thing in Philly.  
I don't know, look it up!


Red Solo Cup float.  My favorite one.


Murphy wishes he was in the parade.  Or that he
had a glow stick.   

After the parade, Drew, Kim and I went to the Point 40 Diner to grab a late night dinner.  Drew ordered a Chicken Parm Sub, and I decided to go with a Meatball Parm Sub.  Simple enough, right?  Wrong.  People in New Jersey do not understand sandwiches.  The waitress was confused because apparently subs=lettuce, tomato and mayo on top.  She insisted that we wanted Meatball/Chicken Parm sandwiches.  I let it slide and agreed after making sure that it still came on a sub roll.  Good thing we didn't order grinders, because no one around here has any clue what a grinder is.  And don't get me started on hoagies!  

Sunday:    

IT'S COMING.  Nothing we can do about it now but hunker down and make our last few preparations.  So what was number one on my list of things to do before FrankenStorm?  If cleaning the house did not immediately come to mind, you might want to re-evaluate your survival plans.  Cleaning the house is essential for two reasons: 1) NO POWER=POTENTIALLY NO VACUUMING FOR WEEKS! and 2) Everyone knows hurricanes don't like clean houses and avoid them like the plague.  

Drew went to Walmart to purchase some propane for our grill and more water, since Acme was clearly not prepared for the mass hysteria that would hit the citizens of Salem County.  He also planned to get a few candles for night time, butttt so did everyone else.  He came back with 2 mini candles and reports of people actually stealing water from Walmart.  I mean, I'm definitely in support of "better safe than sorry", but seriously?  The world is not ending!  (Or is it?  Watching Revolution a week before a monster hurricane was definitely not a great idea.)

Luckily we have a car charger for our cell phones, kayaks in case of a flood, and our landlord is trying to find a generator for us to run our fridge and hopefully our toilet!  Trash cans are in the garage, water jugs are filled with tap water for cooking and Murphy's water bowl, and TV shows are caught up on. Last step was writing this post...hopefully I will have power on Tuesday to write my next!  So, in conclusion, I hope your house is clean, you have candles, you live on a hill, and you can drink your tap water.  Good luck!

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