What day of the week is it?

The National Guard has arrived. Not at our house, but in our town and other places across the county to help the stranded and frozen. The Mennonites are here, too.

Image and video hosting by TinyPic Yesterday was another digging out day. I hiked down to the road and reuncovered the mailbox. The new snow and drifts made it impossible for vehicles to get to the house. I canceled my eye doctor appointment for the fourth time. The receptionist just laughed. I called to set up a new frequent flier account at Southwest Air. The lady I talked to cracked up when I told her where I lived.

I bet that it’s really nice in the Bahamas. I’ve never been there. I will probably never go, because I’ve had skin cancer and a beach is at the bottom of my list of vacation spots, unless it is a beach that is attractive in the moonlight. But just say the word: Baaa-haaa-maaaz. Baaa-haaa-maaaz.

Back to yesterday.

Image and video hosting by TinyPic Nearly lost the dog out on the tundra, aka the back yard. The guys with the heavy equipment to dig us out couldn’t come and couldn’t say when they would come.

(Hum “The Rocky Theme”.)

Image and video hosting by TinyPic BH rented a bobcat for a week. And the nice bobcat people delivered it.

Image and video hosting by TinyPic My hero.

Image and video hosting by TinyPic He cleaned out the driveway. We got out! We got out! Had dinner at our local pub talking to friends who are all in the same boat, no, wait, that’s not right, who are all in the same frozen igloo that we are.

Image and video hosting by TinyPic A man and his machine.

(I am ignoring the weather forecasts that are calling for a possible fresh 18 inches of lake effect snow. My fingers are in my ears and I am loudly singing, “I can’t hear you, lu-lu-lu!”)

Quote from author Richard Ford about becoming a writer: “Try to talk yourself out of it. As a life, it’s much too solitary, it makes you obsessive, the rewards seem to be much too inward for most people, and too much rides on luck. Other than that, it’s great.” (Quote courtesy of The Writer’s Almanac.)

He forgot to mention the part about snow. Or about amazing dreams that wake you forty times like they did last night, and that I am now going to write down.

8 Replies to “What day of the week is it?”

  1. Could your BH possibly be any cuter? I’m loving the Bobcat – that’s awesome! Thanks so much for posting updates and all these great pictures. Try to stay warm!!

  2. Do you think BH could head over to my parent’s house with that thing? He and Dad could have snow removal wars now that Dad had to buy a brand new snowblower…..hehehe!

    Big Quirk

  3. I love Mennonites. When they have their national get to together thing every other year, they all go give blood. How cool is that? Even though I’m an atheist I go to a small Mennonite church, just because I like the people so much. They blow me away. I’ve never met group as caring and giving and down to earth.

  4. Wow! Just Wow. Glad you’re out. I know snow. I know igloos (no Canadians don’t actually live in them for anyone reading this that thinks we do). We have never had to have a bobcat delivered though we have had to dig out a snowplow and jump through second story windows.

  5. We got barely a taste of your weather here in the DC area and it shut everything down for 2 days. I can’t imagine that much snow!!! Lucky for me, a friend is throwing her 6th annual Luaua this weekend. Can you say Maitai, Blue hawaiis and ALOHA?!

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