Fifty four degrees today, the snow melted on top of the layer of ice... I slowed down at the end of the driveway to see if anybody was coming down the road, and ... aaaach, schtukkk. What? Call for help... and open myself up to ridicule? Not on your life. Just bought the shovel yesterday! Should have bought snow tires, too.
Sun on the roof, drip drip...
Thwwummmp. Aaaach, buried!Web camera and Skype, free calls to LAD! (& Randy & Fonda, too, of course).
Can we make it three-way and get Grant's bunch online at the same time?
Lad made some Pla-Do Meatballs, put them in the wagon. Where else would you keep your pink and purple and green meatballs.
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You got stuck in THAT piddly amount of snow? You do need new tires! The video looks pretty clear on your end. Not sure why LAD was covering his ears!
Well, that snow was wet, and deep, and ice underneath, and I slowed down instead of crashing through it. So there.
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