I traveled to rural New Hampshire to visit a friend last weekend. I was there for about 24 hours before the worst ice storm in ten years came upon us. No water, heat, or electricity. We had a wood stove, though, and gas on the stove for cooking. The folks across the road got their generator going, but it was pretty scary stuff. Trees were cracking from the ice, wires were down everywhere, and we were all fairly stir-crazy after just one day of it. I learned very quickly that I am *not* a country girl. At the first opportunity, I managed to get out. They got another round of ice, though, and my friends are hoping to have electricity by Christmas. Sending warm wishes their way.