This is the view outside the bathroom window this morning at 3am. It was such a surprise to me that I actually went back to get my glasses to view it clearly.
And this is the view this morning out the front door at a far more reasonable hour of 6:30am.
Tigger the Dog was flummoxed when we went out the door for her to do her business. She took one step into the stuff and then turned and stood on the front step and looked at me, as if to say, “What the hell is that and what am I supposed to do with that?” But the needs of Mother Nature outweighed her anxiously over the texture and the cold and, if you look carefully, you can see her doing what she needed to do behind the tree.
It then occurred to me that I have to drive to work. In my lovely Smart Car with it’s tiny non-4X4 wheels. And that under the pretty snow on the driveway is a not so pretty sheet of ice. Our driveway is pretty dang steep on good, clear, warm days. It's going to be a bitch to climb out of today. I really have no interest on being on the news as the one who ran their car off their own road into their own ditch. Is it wrong that my solution was to play ball with TTD and get her to score the ice with her nails? She didn’t think so but I felt pretty bad when she slid off and down the hill. She also didn't seem bothered when she came skidding back to me, face full of snow, for another toss and almost went sliding off the steps. In fact, she seemed quite pleased with the drama of the situation. Oh, to see the world through the eyes of a dog. I image there's less doom and gloom when faced with a world of ice and snow if you have a ball. I need to find my metaphoric ball...
Oh. I know!
Off to get showered and dressed. I might be walking to work but I’m pretty sure I can work in a snowBALL fight with Husband before I leave. Is it wrong that he’s still in bed when I start?
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