Seven More Inches

[liralen]

We got more snow Thursday night and most of the morning of the Friday. Jet and I mostly just stayed at home and played inside. Didn't really mess with the outside at all, as John had left for the OUR center before I even got up.

Then, the doorbell rang!

It was the mailman! He was covered in snow and I could see he'd slogged his way through the snow-covered walkway up to the door. And he handed me a beat-up, heavy package and he needed a signature to deliver it. So I signed it, and told him thank you for delivering it and he grinned and headed off. Yay! It was incandescens's package!

I then asked Jet what he wanted for lunch, as it was a big past noon, and he said a corn dog. When I went into the garage to get his corn dog I heard the vrooom, vrooom, vroom sound of someone stuck on ice and trying to spin his way out. Oops. I opened the garage door, got my coat and boots on, and found the mail truck stuck in front of my neighbor's house. I got out the shovels and the mail man was very grateful as two strapping teenage boys from the next house down came out to help push. It was a snow day at school, today, so they were home and willing to help out. I shoveled a bit, and the guy got out, no problem by backing out of what turned into a high center problem with ice underneath the snow to help pull traction.

So, yes, incandescens, your package and the lovely card arrived! :-)

I then spent most of the afternoon digging our front walks, the driveway, and then the post office boxes out of the snow, as I felt guilty for 'getting' the post man stuck due to my package. Several folks who use the same boxes thanked me for clearing that area, which was kind of cool, too. Jet tried sledding from the top of all the mountains of ice and snow that the snow removal equipment had created by the mail boxes. He first tried the mounds next to the driveway, as they are already taller than I am and a pain to get more snow onto. But after flattening most of it (and making it easier for me to shovel onto them), he decided that the BIG mountain by the mailboxes would be much cooler. So I shoveled there while keeping an eye on him. That was pretty fun.

John came home, picked up our mail and chatted before we all went inside.

Sushi for dinner. Yum...

The punch line is that we're supposed to have another snow storm next week, again another snow-filled Friday.

Comments

[incandescens]

Huzzah! So glad it got there, and I hope you enjoy the contents!

(Terribly sorry about the mailman . . .)

[liralen.livejournal.com]

We have *definitely* enjoyed the contents and, are still working on them. *grin*. Jet bothered me incessently about the Jelly Babies until he finally got them open and declared "The Jelly is Good". :-)

*giggles*

Thank you!! Very, very much. Some of the Dairy Milk is getting grated up for excellent hot chocolate and much of the rest is just being eaten out of hand, in lunch boxes, and the like. Yum.

[incandescens]

So delighted they've gone down well! (And I'm still gloating over the Big Kureyon.)

I stuck in the jelly babies because I'd found out that Beth had never had them, and it struck me they might be similarly unavailable where you are . . .

Let me know if you want more of either in the future!

[liralen.livejournal.com]

They are very much unavailable here, so are much prized. :-)

Jet's happily flaunting the jelly babies at the neighbors' kids. They like 'em, too.

[incandescens]

They won't last long at that rate . . .

But now you can introduce him to Tom Baker as Doctor Who! (All you have to fear is him asking for a scarf that long.)

[liralen.livejournal.com]

*giggles* Yeah, in those 70's colors to boot. Meefle!!

[palinade.livejournal.com]

Wow, we just keep getting rain. And more rain.

[liralen.livejournal.com]

And then your rain keeps coming along the bent Jet Stream and then snows on us or... like today... turns into 20-40 mph steady winds with 80-100 mph gusts. A friend of mine on a bike was riding in the middle of the road and a gust pushed her (over ice so less traction) all the way to the side and into a snow bank.

That's when she went to the main road and caught a bus in. Whew.

Schools are actualy closed today because of the windblown snow. Meefle... no one can see the roads.