I know it's been a while (eh, if two weeks is a while) since I've last posted, but so much has happened in that time.

As I predicted, I hardly remember the post I intended to make last time upon my sleeping hour, but I do remember having a great time with my brother (we did some shopping, went out for dinner, and even spent a day (literally almost all day, at least 6 hours worth) playing Scene It!, as well as enjoying the end of my break, including my four days of being stuck in Kearney.

That Friday night (whatever Friday that was) John and I went up to Kearney so he could hang with LJ (which he didn't actually want to do, but I wasn't aware of) and so I could go to a hockey game with Katie and Kayla (and Holly S.) and at least get to see them a bit while I was home. Of course the weather started getting bad, and we stayed the night anyways (though we would have been fine driving that night) and of course the rest of the story one might guess due to the news the majority of the midwest has been hearing for the past couple weeks (even down in Texas and Oklahoma their getting massive ice storms and outages).

The 2nd day wasn't so bad. In the morning I quickly discovered that I would be going nowhere due to powerlines being down across highway 2, and that was before I even went outside to take a look at my car. 'Twas covered in a solid layer of at least an inch to an inch and a half of ice. It was like I'd just discovered my poor Tikisha after she'd been frozen for thousands of years during the cavemen era. The tires themselves had about 2" of ice around them, and had solidified my car to the ground. I couldn't even reach my fingers under the handle on my doors thanks to the smooth blanket of glass coating my car, much less try to get a key past the thick ice and open them up.

Kayla and Katie still had electricity untill almost 5 p.m. so we watched High School Musical, and after lights were out played some games. Kayla and I tried to invent two person pitch, but that was pretty much one of the stupidest ideas we could have come up with. Creatively we were obviously running out of about as much juice as our cellphones after spending a couple hours making prank calls before realizing our phones were dying with no electricity to keep them charged. So Kayla phoned up her aunt and uncle, and they managed to come collect us to bring us to their humble (and heated) abode.

Only problem was, nearly as soon as we got there they also lost power. Great.

The next day we spent the morning playing dominos and dance dance revolution (with just the battery powered pad, and no television--believe me, it was still fun), but I have to say the most entertaining part was watching Kayla's aunt slowly disappear into the depths of despair. She was freezing when the temperature in the house dropped to a measly 72, and continually muttered that we were going to die, haha. Oh, but it didn't end there. Perhaps the best part, was when an NPPD (Nebraska Public Power District) truck drove by the front window. I swear to God it was like a scene out of Titanic.

If Titanic were the world's most successful movie about an ice storm in the middle of Nebraska in 2006, not quite 2007, instead of some boat and an iceberg (who knows, put Leo and Kate in our movie, and it might've been interesting).

Anyways, the truck turns up our street, and at once all the bodies in the house are up against the large front window, waving and cheering, with shouts of joy, hope, and "over here", "help us". Then, just like the boat carrying survivors drifted past Rose, on that plank of wood that was sure to be her death, the truck slowly passed by the driveway (which contained flailing power lines that had been cut/snapped, dangling in the air) and the cheers turned into cries of "Wait! Come back! Come back!"

Katie and I even took the liberties of crying out with cold shaky voices as if we too were in the freezing ocean with the icey body of Jack Dawson, and his sticky-out hair.

It was absolutely hilarious, though Kayla's aunt perhaps didn't get the irony in it (or perhaps never saw Titanic), and continued to try and flag down the driver. Sadly unlike young Miss DeWitt Bukater, we were not pulled from the water (maybe because we couldn't find a whistle?), nor saved from the extreme boredom the gaping lack of electricity tends to bring.

Later in the day, I got ahold my broseph and cuz, and they came and got me so we (and by we I mean, the bro, the cuz, and the cuz's friend...myself not included) could attempt to bust my car out of its frozen prison. After about an hour and a half of wacking away with ice scrapers, karate kicks, thrown elbows, and even a Goldberg spear to my car door (thanks for that John) the ice began to crack and it was much easier to slide the baby glaciers formed in all the fighting off of my vehicle. Then of course, we set her on defrost to try and easy the work on the windshields, and all was much better. 30 mins later I was able to dislodge my car from the street it was bonded to, and move it slowly through town and back to Kayla's relatives.

By the time New Year's Eve drew near, we were restored to power and at least got to watch Dick Clarke's New Year's Rockin' Eve--though seeing Dick Clark in his current condition wasn't exactly all that comforting. Kayla's uncle made some mean daqueries for us ladies (virgin of course) and joined us whenever Fergie was on the screen. I was all too pleased to at least be able to see Miss Tunstall give a few rockin' performances (seriously...a performance that by description deserves to be on a show containing that adjective in the title..unlike...say...that of Xtina's?).

Anyways, the next morning John and I were off, and icy though the roads were, we made it safely back to Loup City, sadly only hours before John had to leave for Sidney. I felt bad for my mom (as well as John) since she didn't want us to go up Friday anyway, and therefore she lost almost a week of time to spend with us (I ended up leaving the next morning).

And there began my week in St. Louis with the girls of the North East, which means, I'm stopping this post now, and will have to resume there later, as it is another massive post.

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