The Iceman

Cometh

Woke up this morning to LOTS of snow . . . well, okay, not nearly as much as my aunt in Ohio has reported (some 16 inches), but still a bunch of snow that had to be moved before I could go to work.

Sooooooooooo - there are two ways to do that:

the Hard Way . . . or . . .

an easier way

This(!!!!)

is what was piled up between the vehicles. You might be able to imagine what was behind them - between them and the road. Sigh! Hubby got out the noisy beast - setting off the fire alarm in the garage in the process from the fumes - and set to work, while I backed him up with the shovel. Neighbors were clearing their driveway by hand - after he finished with our driveway, hubby let them use the blower to finish up theirs.

His buddy came along with his 4x4 pick'emuptruck and told us that the driveway at our business had not yet been cleared (snow plow businesses are having a ball this year - it is either feast or faminie. this year? feast) so he offered to take hubby in his truck. Meanwhile he offered advice on how best for me to get from our house to the highway.

We live on a short side road, off another side road, which leads to a bit larger side road, which needs to be taken to get to the highway. None of them had been cleared yet - there were tracks from other vehicles, but my low rider car stood the chance of becoming high centered if I didn't do it quite right. Add to the equation, the state plows had taken care of the highway, leaving a big berm at the traffic light where I needed to go. Sigh!

Friend followed me out to make sure I made it - thanks, Don!!! I just threw it down into first and when the light changed, I charged right on through. Woot!

Tonight, hubby took the beast down to Lessa's house to relieve the oldest grand-boy of his shoveling duties - also took care of another neighbor and our mailbox. Yay! Now the postal service won't leave us a snotty note in the box telling us we need to clear it or we won't get mail. (yes, they do that)

The first photo and this photo show what the hubster looked like when he was finished. Add to that, he was worn out and starved. A time in his chair took care of the first and the pork chop took care of the second.

I had to pick him up from the shop after I got off work - he didn't have his van and the plow guy still hasn't made it there so I couldn't go up into the parking lot - he had to walk down to the highway to meet me. Awww, poor guy.

On the way there I snapped a couple of shots of the big harvesty-type yellow moon. The first was at a traffic light in town:

The arrow is there to show you the moon - kinda hard to see - plus I turned off the flash so it wouldn't bounce back from the windshield.

A bit further down the road - past all of the lights - only a couple of miles out, but still a mile or so away from hubby - I pulled over to take another shot - still no flash, and yes, it is that dark at 5:15 p.m.

You can see that the plows have made several passes down the highway. That is State of Alaska stuff - our road is City of Kenai road and they had a lot of road to cover. Guess they finally made it down right around 4 p.m. And, then they didn't lift the plow or shut the gate when they got to Lessa's driveway, so that left a huge berm there. That's why grandson was in a bit of a tizzy. He was very pleased that Grandpa came down with the beast.

Did you get what you wanted for Christmas? I was surprised with this:

the new - a 17 inch flat screen!

the old (regulation type monitor)

Wow! That was just ever so cool! Unexpected. And - Lessa got me this - and, if you think it is just because of the label - well, you would be correct. (because, I don't drink)

Yes, that is a purple (upside down) moose on the label ;-))

I am overwhelmed! Hubby told me tonight what my birthday gift is going to be - and that it is coming early - Wednesday in fact. (birthday isn't until next month) I'll tell you all about it then, (Wednesday, that is) okay?

For now, have a great (what is left of the) evening - and a good Tuesday, too.

Posted by Purplemoose at December 27, 2004 10:29 PM