Last weekend we spent some time in Oklahoma doing absolutely nothing that we planned. We flew in on a Thursday, the day the ice storm was supposed to hit. Our flight was the morning one out of LAX, lucky because the rest of the flights that day to Dallas were canceled. Possibly we should have canceled. There was real concern that we wouldn't be able to make the drive to my Oklahoma hometown from DFW, then there was also concern that we wouldn't be able to get back once we got there. Like the adventurers we are, we soldiered on.
I white-knuckled it from the airport to home up the interstate, a two hour drive taking us nearly four hours in the weather. And this was before the storm actually hit.
What could have been a total disaster of a trip turned into a really sweet stay. Sure, all of our plans (and later our planes) were canceled, but the forced downtime was a small relief, in a way. I didn't get to see any friends, but I belly laughed with family, cooked brisket with my brother, slid through the yard (backwards) (twice) with my parents, and watched the most exciting football game of the season.
My Cali-bred daughter loved the snow and ice and played outside with her cousins sledding and shrieking. My Cali-born son took the more reasonable approach and played inside for days. He barely changed out of his pajamas the whole trip.
My parents live at the bottom of a hill, so we were literally stuck there. During the worst of it, our cars couldn't get up the icy driveway. We ventured out exactly twice in five days. Once to go to Wal-Mart (duh), passing the mail man stuck in the neighbors yard and later taking our own detour through the lawn, and one night to get margaritas at my favorite tex mex joint after the mini-van got lodged in the trees.
We killed time doing all kinds of stuff, but most memorably my mom got out some of my granny's old jewelry and us girls poked through it. It was such fun to look at these pieces and think about who wore them. I even stumbled across an old locket with a picture of my grandparents in it.
I sincerely missed doing all of my hometown stuff, and was really disappointed that I didn't get to see the friends I'd planned to, but sometimes when you turn your carefully laid plans upside down, the surprise is refreshing.
See you next time, Oklahoma. When you're dry and warm.