Awoke to a mess of snow, wind and cold. Tromped out to feed the chickens and nearly fell on my keister, as I was wearing hubby's big rubber fishing boots. lol They were the only thing tall enough to keep my feet out of the snow !!
Was up early, had to go to MissB's house early again today. Needed time to make some kind of supper for the Irishman, as he has eaten all the leftovers and had to eat and run tonight. The class is reading and discussing A Sand County Almanac, by Aldo Leopold. SO...I threw together a chicken and rice casserole and tossed that bad boy in the oven. The house smelled so good!
Until the power went out. My oven has an electronic igniter on the pilot, so no power=no pilot light= no cooking. Luckily, it wasn't out terribly long and they had it back on again and I finished cooking the darn thing before I had to leave. And I had to leave earlier than normal because the roads are a mess.
I'm always amazed at the difference in road maintenence from one county to the next. I know that our more rural county has less money for these things, and that the state is going broke...but sheesh...
I'm sitting here with a heating pad on my neck. It was a gift from my friend Joni, one of the most generous women I have ever met. It's a rice filled lovely flannel long tube that you put in the microwave to heat and than drape it over your sore spots. It is AWESOME. Joni is someone that I met online (like many people I know these days) and have adored her since day one. When I finally met her in person, it was complete. She is kind and wise and compassionate and full of joy. She is thoughtful and caring and wonderful. Twoderful, as she calls it, just one more than wonderful. lol I know that I can call her anytime and get a sympathetic ear and a kind word and she understands a lot of what I go through. I was blessed by God the day I "met" her online and I will be forever grateful. As I sit here with the heat easing the knots out of my neck, I think of her fondly. She is the kind of friend I aspire to be...and so often fall short of being.
Well, I am really tired and so I think I will go to bed. I am reading another Janet Evanovich Stephanie Plum novel...I love this woman's books and laugh all the way through them. This one is called Plum Spooky, and was published in 2008. It starts like this:
" Sometimes you get up in the morning and you know it's going to be one of those days. No
toothpaste left in the tube, no toilet paper on the cardboard roll, hot water cuts out halfway through your shower, and someone's left a monkey on your doorstep."
Sweet dreams and snowmen....
3 comments:
Tuesday was one of "those" days for me. Then today there was no work, but saw another person in my search for physical health and loafed around watching the snow fall and feeling grateful to be in from the Canadian cold.
I've had one of those weeks ;oP
Glad we still have stuff to be grateful for in the meantime :)
I am with Jess, one of those weeks and yet so much to be grateful for. I too have one of those heating pads and have used it all the time since my fall and am grateful.
We don't get our roads done it's up to traffic....sad really sometimes living in a rural state can be a pain.
Love to you
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