Jan 29
Ode to slush
Cats: Canada|Ugly, ugly storm last night.
Snow, blizzard, freezing rain, slush, rain.
Later it will turn cold again, and the slush will turn to concrete.
So think of me out there moving that heavy, water-soaked slush.
While it’s still movable.
Better to shovel slush than to chisel ice, I always say.
Remind me, because I’m having trouble remembering: why do I live in a climate that does this 4-6 months of the year?
January 29th, 2009 at 11:35 am
Because you love it here.
January 29th, 2009 at 11:54 am
Because Aruba just isn’t your thing dear.
Doc
January 29th, 2009 at 12:22 pm
I was thinking the same thing, while chiseling away at the driveway last night.
January 29th, 2009 at 1:21 pm
Uh, because just like everyone that lives from the Rust Belt all the way up to Alaska, you have that weather-machismo-thing going on.
“Hey, you Californians are wussies, I can’t feel my toes half of the year!”
January 29th, 2009 at 1:42 pm
I have no answers for you. Because you don’t have your green card yet?
January 29th, 2009 at 2:22 pm
Because it’s also beautiful?
January 29th, 2009 at 10:20 pm
Because we’re tough and stubborn, but mostly because the summers make it all worthwhile.
January 30th, 2009 at 7:58 am
Merry Lynn, I hear ya, but that’s not what I was saying while the chiseling ice after this post.
Doc, Aruba. Say it again.
Allison, it makes you feel like a Victorian coal miner, doesn’t it?
Cormac, not me. I lived in a gentler climate for awhile and turned into a wussy. I don’t like weather smugness or any smugness.
January 30th, 2009 at 8:02 am
Barbara, no green card but I do have another passport.
Lisa, it is very beautiful here, no question and that does tug on the heartstrings, but chiseling ice is never beautiful.
YAM, I must say that yesterday I turned the whole driveway clearing exercise into a grand struggle of man against nature. I’m not sure if it was tough or stubborn, but turning the ice into the enemy made the whole thing more fun.
January 30th, 2009 at 10:13 am
I’m with you! My husband had to chip away at the ice with his boot and I’m sure he was thinking, why the heck are we living here? This weather is downright dangerous. I’m staying home, as usual.
January 31st, 2009 at 12:30 pm
Sacred, we were all at one in that thought yesterday, even if we are from here.