About 8pm last night we were all startled out of our comfy cozy nests with a Bang.
"What the...?" I cried out. The dogs all shot out from their respective places and SM came running.
The north wind had hit the front of the house with as much force as I've ever experienced. The front windows all shook and the front storm door was torn open.
SM tried to get it to close but something must've warped.
"I don't know how we can close it to keep it from being torn off." He said as he whisked by me on the way to the garage.
"Duck tape." I called but he was already gone.
How many of you have that wonderful grey roll of handy dandy duck tape sitting on your kitchen counter?
I do. That lifesaving roll is like one of my kitchen appliances. It's always there and within easy reach.
I grabbed the roll, wrapped a length around the storm door handle, closed the door and extending the tape another few feet ran the tape along the inside molding and side window area.
Then I closed and locked the front door and went out into the garage to get SM.
"You did what?" SM asked.
"I duck taped it."
So I opened the front door and showed him.
"Well, OK then."
And we all settled down for a long winter's nap. I got up around 1am and the wind was still going at it.
It's 17 out there at 6:30am.
Wind chill is 4.
And the ducktape is still holding.
Stay warm ya'll...