"Sing like no one is listening, Love like you have never been hurt, Dance like nobody's watching, and live like it is heaven on earth" Mark Twain

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Ice Ice Baby

Connor sledding on a sheet of ice, down the neighbors drive way.

We were blessed with a sheet of ice last night. We were basically stranded because our little culd-de-sac doesn't get any attention, by the city, unless we get at least 5 inches of snow. Then they are very kind, and don't plow or salt our street until last. We laughed, worried a little that the people who tried to leave might take the neighbors mailbox out because all you could do is slide backwards if you tried to leave. People do not believe how hard it is for us to get out. We watched a truck that made it in, to visit a neighbor, just slide right down the hill. Luckily he didn't take the light pole out. A snow piled him. By the way, the sand truck came at 5p.m. and spread very little salt\sand mixture.

Luke sledding down the street. This is the hill that allows us in and out of our culd-de-sac. Luke was a little more cautious, by keeping his foot out, because they really went fast. I thought they should have helmets on.


Connor even turned because they didn't have any control once they started down. Just think of a car sliding down it. At least the boys enjoyed it.

Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather. ~John Ruskin

2 comments:

Clare said...

And I have been such a sissy here being cold. It looks as if they had fun!

Clare said...

I knew that post would make you cry. I cried while I was writing it. I think of Grandma so much - and you know how I feel more than anyone. I am sick today too. We were supposed to go back to work - no kids today - it is a staff development day. So I am not missing much. I have a feeling I won't feel much better tomorrow - but I have payroll due - so will have to go to work no matter what I feel like. I hope you feel better. Sorry - for making you cry. When I cry about grandma it is about missing her - but also good tears because we had her.
love you!