Monthly Archive: December 2009
December 9
Judging from my feelings of being cooped up, one would imagine I’ve been snowed in for longer than two days. I made a call of desperation to my dad this morning (aka The Man With a Truck) regarding outings he and my mom planned to make. The message was something like this, “PLEASE TAKE ME WITH YOU!”
The result was that the Runza cheeseburger I had tasted more delectable than it had any right to be. Seriously, it was perfectly salted and peppered. The fries were darn tasty, too. The other patrons looked like survivors released from home prisons as well; everyone was layered and wrapped in scarves, hats and earmuffs.
After that I was allowed a brief run to the grocery store. Though I felt like walking through the store aisles the same way I’d window shop at the mall, I tried to keep the pace moving in order to get out to the car where I discovered my child pitching a fit over the smallest puncture wound ever seen on a thumb. That one has quite a penchant for the dramatic, I’d say.
These photos don’t do justice to the amount of snow on the ground. Truly, it’s almost impossible for your average sedan to get through neighborhood streets. Jason couldn’t get out our alley this morning and another car was trapped on the street out front. Scooping the front walk reduced me to tears. Snow: 1, Rebecca: 0. It was just so deep and so heavy that I couldn’t get the whole thing cleared. Jeremy, my heroic husband, completed the job. I tell you, we’re not a power couple when it comes to physical competitions. One of us has no hands and the other has RA. Have mercy! (Actually, God is merciful. I fully believe he gave us a small yard for just this reason.)
Snow, snow, snow. I’m still not tired of it, but I will be glad when I can get my car safely onto main arterials.
December 8
The snow continues to fall. There are little snow pyramids on the posts of my back deck and the cedars and evergreens look absolutely majestic in their snow-covered states.
My daughter, face sweetly lit up in a smile right now at the movie on tv, wanted to play in the snow before breakfast this morning. We managed to feed her first, but then it was on with the boots, the snowsuit, the scarf, mittens, hat, and she was out the door. Renae and Simon joined us for fresh air and the snow fell, and fell, and continues to fall hours later.
It’s beautiful.
And I’m not even close to being tired of it yet.
