And Kelly and Sumeet leave for Cuba tomorrow morning. Dia de fiesta mucho feliz guys! ( eek, I hope I didn't butcher that Spanish too too badly. ) You packed my wish list right? *snicker snicker snicker* Bring me back a pebble from a shore. One that is small and softly rounded and smooth to the touch.
Every time I think of Kelly and Sumeet in Cuba my mind comes 'round to this photo of someone's lucky tootsies a few years back.
and click on "Gallery" on the top right you'll come to the albums of photos they took from all the trips to gorgeous Cuba. The architecture that still stands is eye candy. One day I'll get there......
Last Thursday I watched the snowflakes falling. They were large and fell softly. Then they came a wee bit faster, but it was fun! I made and threw snowballs for the dogs to catch, some they caught, which exploded in their mouths,and some they searched for in the depths of the drifts.
It was about 4 pm when I realized I couldn't see the wheels on the van. I started to get a mite worried because if Jack needed to get to his vet in Chilliwack ( 1/2 hour away through the mountains ) I had to be able to drive. So, I started digging out the van with the only thing I had, a garden spade. Okay, that lasted 10 minutes. That f***er gets heavy with wet snow in it! So I borrowed a neighbors snow shovel. Easy peasy, I thought.
Dug alot of snow out from around the van, started it, and the sucker got stuck. Nothing I did made it come out of the rut the wheels slipped into. So, being the lame-assed female I am NOT!!! ) I went to the same neighbor and asked for his bigstrongmale help. He got his gear on and sniffled down to my place. ( he was sick and came and helped....what a nice guy! ) He got in the van and got it out of the ruts in seconds.
"Yah, but I loosened it for you" I said to bigstrongman. He sneezed at the same time I said that, so I don't think he heard me. I thanked him and he sniffled off towards his home. I went out and got all my shopping done, picked up the mail and headed home. It started snowing again, but just little flakes. Then around 9pm the flakes were a good 4-5" in diameter. Okay, that's a slight exaggeration. But they were HUGE.
I'm not worried though because when I got home I drove back and forth, back and forth, back and forth ( well, you get it ) over the snow so it would be packed down and make a good surface to get out of. I'm also not worried because I *borrowed* a bucket of sand from the railyard behind the house and put sand behind the van wheels. Smart and thinking ahead, that's me!
Woke up Friday morning feeling like one of those rugrats in a jolly jumper. My head followed it's own groove. It weighed 80 pounds and had developed a larger brain. I tried to get out of bed and it laid there on the pillow. Bigstrongman had passed me his sniffle/sneeze bug.
A bit later, I forced my 80 pound head to stay straight on my shoulders and I looked out the front of the house. At some point overnight the snowplow guy had come and cleared my road. Whooo Hoooo! But upon shifting my dry achy eyeballs to the driveway, I saw that that f***er had plowed a 8' long, 4' high and 3-4' depth of a mountain of snow right in front of my driveway.
If alls right with the world, his balls should have fallen off by now.
Last Thursday I watched the snowflakes falling. They were large and fell softly. Then they came a wee bit faster, but it was fun! I made and threw snowballs for the dogs to catch, some they caught, which exploded in their mouths,and some they searched for in the depths of the drifts.
It was about 4 pm when I realized I couldn't see the wheels on the van. I started to get a mite worried because if Jack needed to get to his vet in Chilliwack ( 1/2 hour away through the mountains ) I had to be able to drive. So, I started digging out the van with the only thing I had, a garden spade. Okay, that lasted 10 minutes. That f***er gets heavy with wet snow in it! So I borrowed a neighbors snow shovel. Easy peasy, I thought.
Dug alot of snow out from around the van, started it, and the sucker got stuck. Nothing I did made it come out of the rut the wheels slipped into. So, being the lame-assed female I am NOT!!! ) I went to the same neighbor and asked for his bigstrongmale help. He got his gear on and sniffled down to my place. ( he was sick and came and helped....what a nice guy! ) He got in the van and got it out of the ruts in seconds.
"Yah, but I loosened it for you" I said to bigstrongman. He sneezed at the same time I said that, so I don't think he heard me. I thanked him and he sniffled off towards his home. I went out and got all my shopping done, picked up the mail and headed home. It started snowing again, but just little flakes. Then around 9pm the flakes were a good 4-5" in diameter. Okay, that's a slight exaggeration. But they were HUGE.
I'm not worried though because when I got home I drove back and forth, back and forth, back and forth ( well, you get it ) over the snow so it would be packed down and make a good surface to get out of. I'm also not worried because I *borrowed* a bucket of sand from the railyard behind the house and put sand behind the van wheels. Smart and thinking ahead, that's me!
Woke up Friday morning feeling like one of those rugrats in a jolly jumper. My head followed it's own groove. It weighed 80 pounds and had developed a larger brain. I tried to get out of bed and it laid there on the pillow. Bigstrongman had passed me his sniffle/sneeze bug.
A bit later, I forced my 80 pound head to stay straight on my shoulders and I looked out the front of the house. At some point overnight the snowplow guy had come and cleared my road. Whooo Hoooo! But upon shifting my dry achy eyeballs to the driveway, I saw that that f***er had plowed a 8' long, 4' high and 3-4' depth of a mountain of snow right in front of my driveway.
If alls right with the world, his balls should have fallen off by now.
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