This picture was taken about 2 hours after it started snowing yesterday. We were lucky--no sleet or ice hit us, just a 7-8 inch blanket of heavy wet snow. Cities around us weren't so lucky.
The Irishman is out there now, trying to dig out the driveway. The boy cleaned off all the decks this morning. The road has been plowed a time or two, and it looks pretty clear. I'm sure the roads in town are all fine. Like always, it's getting out of our driveway and up the hill that poses a problem. Not for me. I have nowhere to be. I can just sit here in my warm little house and do whatever I want, which mostly includes NOT going out in the slippery cold stuff. lol I have cleaned up from breakfast, taken a shower, made myself a nice cup of chai tea, and read some blogs. I really should make my chooks some oaties and get something warm out there for them, since there is not much in the way of greens to be found. I've been making their oaties with instant milk in the water for a lilttle added calcium and protein. They appreciate it, I can tell. lol
In it's own inimitable way, life continues to roll along. No matter what. I talked with my SIL a bit yesterday and again last night...she's doing okay. I am worried about her daughter and we talked about that a bit. I just keep reminding her that we hang on to each other and just take this all one day at a time. That's what we do. She said that her daughter knows all the "facts" and that she is terrified beyond belief at what the future may bring. I thought--aren't we all? She said something that really struck me: "With God's amazing Love and time, it will all be okay." I wish I had that kind of faith...some days I kinda do, mostly I don't. Maybe this road is about that. Whoever knows?
My dr appt on Wednesday was another nightmare of EMG and nerve conduction tests, sprung on me at the last minute after I arrived. This time on the upper half of my body. I have bruises on the heel of one hand and up and down both arms where he punched those needles into my muscles. The nerve conduction wasn't quite as bad. I look like a junkie. lol The ones on my hands hurt the worst, I think. And those bruises are startig to fade. I think the PT is helping, but I am having pain in my knee again pretty bad after Monday's injection. Not sure what that's about, but I asked him when he was doing the muscle test. Told him that it hurt like hell and that the pain killer in that anti-inflammatory didn't seem to be doing any good. He said they don't last very long. I said this one never lasted AT ALL. He said next one be better. Arrgghhh....
Checked on the Irishman out there. Said "You're not overdoing it, are you?" He kinda growled at me, so I came back in. lol (I'm thinking if I bake some of Beth's banana bread, he'll like me more.) That man does like a good banana bread. (Or zucchini bread, or pumpkin bread.--he's not picky.)
Okay. Guess I should get off here for a bit and try to accomplish something. I didn't do much of anything yesterday except make french onion soup and granola. I should at least vacuum. Dog hair is rolling across the hallway like tumbleweeds.
Have a grand, warm, dry day everyone. Hopefully this will be winters last fling before spring sets in. One thing--this storm settled the dust of all the garden fantasies I've been having...lol