Wednesday is the Kicker

I dilly dally my way through a regular Monday Icy rain covers my driveway by three o’clock I slip and slide on it, weather reports come in Monster storm is coming; the kind you get once in a century My friends begin calling me Do I have enough food and water? I have enough to last six to eight months. Also a hundred pounds of dog food for my two pony dogs. Tuesday I awake to snow as tall as my porch It is not bitter cold, but it is uncomfortably cold. Wednesday is the kicker. We are supposed to have more snow, more ice and fifty mile an hour winds. My feet are cold tonight; I wonder how things will go in the morning. Our temperature is going to drop from 28 to 16 degrees. The interstates and highways around and through Kansas City are closed. Mayor asks us to all stay home; schools are cancelled. The electric company sent us a notice to expect outages. Monster storm, you deserve a name. I will call you Monster Helen after the meanest teacher I ever had And the nicest teacher I ever had, both named Helen.