Arctic Wind
Slightly gusty in these parts. They've got two fellas stationed at the entrance to our building all day whose sole purpose it is to open one glass entry door at a time so the wind doesn't whisk the door away to Winnipeg. So they wait for a few folks to gather for entry or exiting purposes. One fella opens one of the doors and herds the little group into the enclosed foyer area (which is toasty warm). Once fella one closes his door, fella two opens his door and shoos the group along to their destination. Bummer to be the one waiting outside in the wind waiting for a sufficient number of shivering comrades to gather to deem it worth opening the door for you.
The temperatures wouldn't be nearly so frigid if it weren't for the 60mph gusts we're supposedly having. All flags flying high atop buildings (even those gigantic kind which seem to migrate to Burger King parking lots or used car lots) are waving straight out.
In addition, and most tragically in my opinion, the "truckport" blew over! Dang it! It's temporarily resting upside down, legs missing (despite duct tape), by the side of the house. When I arrived home last night, it was strewn half way across the driveway like so much road kill... Sad. Really sad.
On the plus side, parking in the heated garage was AWESOME! No frost on the steering wheel for me! And now, if I leave a water bottle or the baby's sippy cup in the van overnight, the contents are still in mostly liquid form come morning. Cool!
1 Comments:
Ha! That's hilarious! Sorry to have missed it...
The sad thing is, Stephen had staked the poles to the ground as well... Not good enough it seems.
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