Snow Much Fun
Here's the snowy mountain behind our house as seen from our driveway yesterday afternoon. Lots of nice globs of snow linger on the trees.
Add together White Driveway with White Snowbanks and Minimal Shadows... it's no wonder folks spend lots of time ditch diving. Who can see where you're supposed to be driving? (Keep in mind that I back out of this in the dark every morning...)
This weekend was mildly productive, in a non-memorable sort of way. I finally got my dresser cleared off.
You know those carnival games where you drop a quarter in a slot and it lands on a surface piled high with many other quarters as well as other prizes? The goal is to have your quarter land strategically so that the oscillating sweeper bar uses it to push the rest of the teetering loot off the brink and out through a loot chute into your waiting hands!
Up until this weekend, my dresser top resembled this carnival game. Each evening, I’d empty my pockets and attempt to strategically slide the contents onto a small sliver of a spot on the dresser top. The only difference being that I was trying to avoid the oscillating sweeper arm of one carnie toddler pushing everything off the teetering brink into her waiting hands…
And well, the fact is, she’s getting taller. So something had to be done to avoid too much “winning” on my dresser top carnival game. She’ll just have to find greener pastures elsewhere. Maybe the shelves in the back of our closet… She can use Laundry Mountain to scale those heights…
This weekend was mildly productive, in a non-memorable sort of way. I finally got my dresser cleared off.
You know those carnival games where you drop a quarter in a slot and it lands on a surface piled high with many other quarters as well as other prizes? The goal is to have your quarter land strategically so that the oscillating sweeper bar uses it to push the rest of the teetering loot off the brink and out through a loot chute into your waiting hands!
Up until this weekend, my dresser top resembled this carnival game. Each evening, I’d empty my pockets and attempt to strategically slide the contents onto a small sliver of a spot on the dresser top. The only difference being that I was trying to avoid the oscillating sweeper arm of one carnie toddler pushing everything off the teetering brink into her waiting hands…
And well, the fact is, she’s getting taller. So something had to be done to avoid too much “winning” on my dresser top carnival game. She’ll just have to find greener pastures elsewhere. Maybe the shelves in the back of our closet… She can use Laundry Mountain to scale those heights…
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