There is nothing that warms the heart faster than looking out at your snow-covered driveway, wondering how long it's going to take to shovel it, and then seeing your neighbor's pick-up truck (with attached plow) come tooling into view.
Good old Kirk. I brought him a beer (Wright County legal tender) and chatted for a few moments. I bet if I had something better than Amstel Light, he would have shoveled my walk too. Oh well, I needed the exercise. But I will be making a trip to the liquor store before the next snow storm.
Not that we aren't properly equipped here at The Outpost. My father-in-law (who is lolly-gagging on Waikiki beach today) rigged up his Jeep with a plow blade, but it gives him heart palpitations when I express my interest in driving it. You'd think he'd get over the loss of those oak trees by now.
The boys are excited to have the fresh powder. The Senator will be begging to get out the snowmobiles, and I might even dust off the x-country skis. I'm looking forward to tomorrow. The best part: I don't even have to change out of my pajamas, as I will be wearing them to the MOB gathering tomorrow night.
Life is great.
Posted by Cathy at January 21, 2005 10:46 PMCathy:
It was good to see at least a couple of people in their PJ's tonight. I am now home at just after midnight. Had a great time and even got to talk to James Lileks about the Masons. He autographed my matchbook. "To Jason with Fondness"...
My little girl Sunni was stirring as I came in the door. I must try to brush my teeth without waking the rest of my little girls.
Best wishes to Master Dave, the Senator, and Governor. I do hope we can get together at Brits Pub for a little pre trip party this spring. Check out the itinerary on the Grand Lodge website and let us know if you come up with any good ideas for side trips.