Happy (belated) New Year! I hope yours is off to as good a start as ours is.
Sure, we got a nice blizzard with near zero temps last week, leading up to, and followed by occasional sub-zeros. Those are Farenheit. None of the snow has melted, yet, but it’s a bit of a novelty to get powdery snow that drifts, instead of our usual heavy wet stuff, so it’s kinda fun. We could skate on our pond if we wanted to; it’s that frozen. Neither one of us feels like clearing the snow off it first, though. The snowblower attachment for one of our tractors did a really good job on the driveway, although the top end by the road is always a bit tricky, and when it’s this cold, rock salt doesn’t really work.
We visited mom yesterday, as scheduled, and brought along the new Stander brand walker, three cases of Poland Spring water, and the bananas she wanted us to pick up for her. After she was done with her initial 10-15 minutes worth of complaining about various things that had nothing to do with us, she settled down, and cheered up, as she always does.
The niftiest thing about it being this cold for an extended period is that I can bundle up like a hodge-podge version of an Eskimo to go run errands, and not one person thinks I’m dressed oddly. All hail the insulated winter overalls, mukluks, Pennsylvania Tuxedo jacket, and Russian fur hat (that I bought in 1978 in Moscow)!
A couple of days ago, I was in a checkout line behind a guy who was also wearing a Pennsylvania Tuxedo jacket. On our way out of the store, he turned around, and said “nice jacket,” to which I replied “I was just about to say the same to you.” Chuckle. It’s a Pennsylvania thing. Woolrich is great.
Anyway, I hope all of you have a fantastic 2018.