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This past week has been quite a winter adventure. Monday, my daughter Maria was sick, so my wife Rebecca and I stayed home and took care of her. I also inventoried the canned goods I had on hand. I also identified and disposed of four cans that were starting to puff up.
The next day (Tuesday), the weather turned bad. It took me an hour and a half to get to work. Usually it takes about 40-45 minutes. In the first few miles of interstate highway I drive to get to work (I-75), there were 5 wrecks, including a jackknifed semi.
I don't remember what the weather was like on Wednesday or Thursday. I made in to work both days, so it must have been good.
Yesterday (Friday) we had a winter storm warning -- a day in advance. At lunchtime, it sleeted. Then it rained. I took "the back roads" -- state routes and not interstate highway -- to get home. I stopped at a market near my home to pick up dinner when I noticed it was starting to get icy. My wife and I had dinner at home -- salmon with a cider glaze, carrots, and a twice-baked potato. About the most romantic part of our Valentine's Day dinner was dessert -- cheesecake with chocolate Reddi-Wip.
This morning, my daughter and I had doctor appointments. We woke up to about 6 inches of snow on the ground, and on the car. The landscape/snow removal guy for my condo complex hadn't come by yet, so I had to drive through it as best I could. I was one of the lucky ones -- I made it out. One of my neighbors got stuck pulling out of her garage. We made it to our appointment....but the doctor and receptionist didn't. We got stuck in their unplowed parking lot for a few minutes.
I had to run another errand -- pay a bill in person. I paid the bill, and then we stopped at a local McDonald's for breakfast. We got home safely. I then worked on shoveling the steps to my unit. I also tried to shovel around my neighbor's car, so that she could at least get the car back in the garage. I also gave a little bit of snow to Maria, and she loved it.
Then I walked to the local grocery store to get more baby formula and diapers. One person was gracious enough to offer me a ride, which I declined. And one person tried to hit me as I was crossing an intersection. (It probably wasn't intentional, but the light was turning yellow, both of us were in the intersection, and like most drivers around here, they're in a big hurry.) In the section of town where I am, it's rare for people to walk -- nearly everyone has cars and drives to wherever they need to go. But I chose to walk to the store and back instead of drive -- I needed and wanted the exercise. We already had the fixings at home for today's supper -- tacos. So it was another night at home. That's OK; I'm enjoying my evenings at home, even if I'm not getting a lot accomplished.
Between the freezer, the refrigerator, the canned goods, and the pantry, we probably have enough food here to last a month. But some of the foods are so old that my wife won't touch them. It's time to thin out the stored food, either by eating it up or pitching it. I hate throwing food out unless it's obviously spoiled. It;s like wasting money. And I'd prefer to not donate this food to a local food bank -- if I donate, it should be fresh stuff, not old and stale stuff.
The forecast is calling for another 3-4 inches of snow tomorrow. Maybe I'll start on my taxes. I have plenty of stuff to do here to keep me busy.
The next day (Tuesday), the weather turned bad. It took me an hour and a half to get to work. Usually it takes about 40-45 minutes. In the first few miles of interstate highway I drive to get to work (I-75), there were 5 wrecks, including a jackknifed semi.
I don't remember what the weather was like on Wednesday or Thursday. I made in to work both days, so it must have been good.
Yesterday (Friday) we had a winter storm warning -- a day in advance. At lunchtime, it sleeted. Then it rained. I took "the back roads" -- state routes and not interstate highway -- to get home. I stopped at a market near my home to pick up dinner when I noticed it was starting to get icy. My wife and I had dinner at home -- salmon with a cider glaze, carrots, and a twice-baked potato. About the most romantic part of our Valentine's Day dinner was dessert -- cheesecake with chocolate Reddi-Wip.
This morning, my daughter and I had doctor appointments. We woke up to about 6 inches of snow on the ground, and on the car. The landscape/snow removal guy for my condo complex hadn't come by yet, so I had to drive through it as best I could. I was one of the lucky ones -- I made it out. One of my neighbors got stuck pulling out of her garage. We made it to our appointment....but the doctor and receptionist didn't. We got stuck in their unplowed parking lot for a few minutes.
I had to run another errand -- pay a bill in person. I paid the bill, and then we stopped at a local McDonald's for breakfast. We got home safely. I then worked on shoveling the steps to my unit. I also tried to shovel around my neighbor's car, so that she could at least get the car back in the garage. I also gave a little bit of snow to Maria, and she loved it.
Then I walked to the local grocery store to get more baby formula and diapers. One person was gracious enough to offer me a ride, which I declined. And one person tried to hit me as I was crossing an intersection. (It probably wasn't intentional, but the light was turning yellow, both of us were in the intersection, and like most drivers around here, they're in a big hurry.) In the section of town where I am, it's rare for people to walk -- nearly everyone has cars and drives to wherever they need to go. But I chose to walk to the store and back instead of drive -- I needed and wanted the exercise. We already had the fixings at home for today's supper -- tacos. So it was another night at home. That's OK; I'm enjoying my evenings at home, even if I'm not getting a lot accomplished.
Between the freezer, the refrigerator, the canned goods, and the pantry, we probably have enough food here to last a month. But some of the foods are so old that my wife won't touch them. It's time to thin out the stored food, either by eating it up or pitching it. I hate throwing food out unless it's obviously spoiled. It;s like wasting money. And I'd prefer to not donate this food to a local food bank -- if I donate, it should be fresh stuff, not old and stale stuff.
The forecast is calling for another 3-4 inches of snow tomorrow. Maybe I'll start on my taxes. I have plenty of stuff to do here to keep me busy.
