The Wrath of Dawn
Enough with the snow, already
Oh. My. God. Lest anyone think I am exaggerating, I present a corroborating news item here. it took me 4-3/4 hours to dig out. I feel like I've been beaten with sticks.
This is what I saw when I got up this morning.
And the view from my basement door.
Eye level view. Just for reference, I'm 5' 2".
This is what I saw when I got up this morning.
And the view from my basement door.
Eye level view. Just for reference, I'm 5' 2".
I had to dig my way out of the house. A first.
The car emerges.
After about an hour's work.
And 4 and 3/4 hours later, voila! I'm actually able to use my car again.
Drugs are my friends. As are my ice pack and Epsom salts. And a hot bath, to which I am heading right now!
Posted by WrathofDawn at 4:38 p.m.
28 Comments:
I can understand the drugs, epsom salts, and hot bath, but an ice pack? Surely you've enough cold stuff ;)
Oh, don't forget to get some hugs from the furry friends in as well. That always works a treat for any ailments :)
WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dawn, this is sweeeeeeeeeeeeeet.
Misty - The ice pack reduces the inflammation. Bad back. Several injuries. But then... you get to add the heat...
JK - You are one sick puppy, you.
Mr. Faboo - You envy us our snow and you know it.
Holy badger balls that is soooooo neat! Snowball fight!!!!!! Did you find Ricardipus under there? Send snow here please :)
now THAT'S a snow storm to stop traffic. Not like here in London where 0.01mm is enough to bring the whole city to a halt!
Great good quality snow you Canadians have!
Anna - Too tired for a snowball fight, I'm afraid. Over 4 hours of hard labour does tend to tire a girl out.
No Ricardipus under the snow or anywhere. Sigh. When will he get a blog?
Andy - We do snow well, don't we? People here (well some people) are too silly to give in and stay off the roads. There were cars out yesterday in the middle of the blizzard. Not me, though. I know when I'm beat. Everything was pretty much back to normal today. The roads are a bit narrower, but that'll be remedied over the next few days.
I tagged you by the way :) hehe
God , Dawn!!!! What a country we have... *snifsnif*...
And you know, of course, I do that sort of thing for fun.
What you need is a blow torch to melt your way out.
Then: Ice skates for when it all re-freezes.
There may be a tiny flaw in my plan.
Anna - Saw the tag. Will do that very thing this evening.
MP - Sniff! It warms the cockles of your heart, doesn't it?*
Alan - How about doing it in my driveway, then? (Shut up, Scaryduck)
Scaryduck - Perhaps just one tiny flaw. My daughter's friend has borrowed my ice skates and hasn't returned them yet. Other than that, I'd be all over it.*
*Not.
Holy crap! That's impressive.
Well, Dawn, at least you don't need to bother going to the gym with all that exercise! (Notice how sympathetic everyone is??).
tc - Ironically, I do have to go to the gym. To work the stiffness out of my muscles.
Not going for sympathy, more of a shock and awe kind of thing.
Katherine - I can think of other words...
Wow... that makes me feel a little better about living in Northern Alberta. It gets cold up here, but we just don't get the snow to match. So thanks! :)
Whatever you do, DO NOT follow Scary Duck's advice: snow, being highly reflective, will bounce more heat back than will go into melting snow.
My eyebrows have not regrown since the great blizzard of '78.
Follow my advice and have LOTS of children whose supple backs can be press ganged into snow removal duty.
Jen - And we don't get the minus double digit cold. It all evens out.
nanuk - Ducks are cute, though, aren't they? But you should never follow their advice. They're quackers.
oh, it snowed. nice.
Okaaaaay, so perhaps my plan was fatally flawed.
Blastin' dynamite. That's what you need.
zoe - 70+ cms in 24 hours. Not nice. Not nice at all...
scaryduck - I'm beginning to understand the origin of your name. It's got nothing to do with Scaryduckling's toy after all, does it?
I couldn't possibly comment.
Napalm?
Also: You have mail. E-mail.
Nay. No napalm here, please.
E-mail. Better than no male. Fnarr, snicker and indeed, guffaw. You have a reply. An e-reply.
Ta.
"So mote it be."
And so mite it was and the rule of three rained down upon them all and all hell broke lose, henceforth and forever after.
Oh, Scaryduck. What hath thou wrought?
i almost hate to say i'm jealous of your snow. we haven't had crap for snow in toronto, and as a result - no stay-home-because-of-snow days.
mmat - We've got 20 cms more coming in tonight. I am generously donating it to you and the fine city of TO. Alert the army! (giggle!)
Just reading through you blog. Excellent!
vw - skyuqsiz - Sounds like a cartoon character name.
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