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woke this morning to find a new fallen snow on top of the 3 inches from yesterday, and now everything is covered in a quarter-inch of ice. dad was going to bring us some groceries in his AWD subaru, but they're asking that nobody drive unless absolutely necessary. so we decided to take a walk to the convenience store:
it made me laugh to walk on the ice, which would crack around your boots as you stepped in it, creating great slanting pieces that pushed up into mountains, and long cracks that would shoot out from where you'd stepped. stomping along, breaking the thick crust. on the roads themselves it's not as bad, but the snow is very compacted and icy, and it's only about 20° outside.
it turned out our little convenience store was closed. the 7-11 on the main road might be open, but that is down one treacherously steep hill and up another, all for a crappy loaf of bread and a can of tuna or something? at the very least they'd have beer! kirk might attempt that later today. so far during this snowed-in weekend:
am i being dramatic? maybe. in theory we could hike down the treacherous icy hill (in my ridiculous rubber rain boots, the only vaguely appropriate footwear i own) to the bus, take it 1.5 miles down the road, cross more treacherous icy roads and giant parking lot to get to fred meyer, go grocery shopping and come back, but that does sound silly. ask me about it tomorrow night, though, and it will start to sound totally normal. there's nothing i want more than a simple roast chicken dinner on a day when it is utterly impossible.
it made me laugh to walk on the ice, which would crack around your boots as you stepped in it, creating great slanting pieces that pushed up into mountains, and long cracks that would shoot out from where you'd stepped. stomping along, breaking the thick crust. on the roads themselves it's not as bad, but the snow is very compacted and icy, and it's only about 20° outside.
it turned out our little convenience store was closed. the 7-11 on the main road might be open, but that is down one treacherously steep hill and up another, all for a crappy loaf of bread and a can of tuna or something? at the very least they'd have beer! kirk might attempt that later today. so far during this snowed-in weekend:
- made maple syrup sandwich cookies with lemon cream filling using just what was in the house
- checked the weather.com storm advisory almost hourly, starting to quibble with tiny changes in wording in case they generate hope for monday's commute
- started a batch of tiny christmas tree ornaments out of fabric in my stash
- kiboshed plans to make a potluck dish for tonight, as beth's holiday in the tropics party is cancelled
- wondered if we'll be able to make it to my parents' for christmas eve, at this rate
- watched 2/3 of the way through the lord of the rings movies, saving #3 for tonight
- started looking at what's left in our cupboards and fridge in a funny way, in case we have to start eating plain rice like monks
- nearly drunk our way through the GIANT jar of hot chocolate mix from kirk's mom last year
- started to think about getting an AWD for our second car, someday
- worked on other random holiday craft projects as much as my aching back will allow
- lamented the lack of a deck of cards to play drunk uncle with
am i being dramatic? maybe. in theory we could hike down the treacherous icy hill (in my ridiculous rubber rain boots, the only vaguely appropriate footwear i own) to the bus, take it 1.5 miles down the road, cross more treacherous icy roads and giant parking lot to get to fred meyer, go grocery shopping and come back, but that does sound silly. ask me about it tomorrow night, though, and it will start to sound totally normal. there's nothing i want more than a simple roast chicken dinner on a day when it is utterly impossible.
