I know. His head didn't seem to be in the game. He never could find anyone to throw to for some reason.
We have 2 driveways and the boys are unhappy to say the least
We went to DS. Big mistake.I hid out at the California Grill for evening on the 4th of July last year after a quick morning at MK and a nap at the resort. Didn't seem that busy to me.
My area is on 2-hour delay for the schools. Glanced at a list this morning, and it's approx. 75 schools in the state that are closed today. So, many more are open (even if some are delayed).
When my mom was pregnant with me, she had a scheduled c-section because she had had my brother via c-section, so it was considered high risc. But I was a December baby, and there was a terrible storm that came through right before I was due. My mom started having back pains and they were worried she was going to go into labor before the scheduled C-section. They lived out on a ranch about 40 miles from the hospital and got so much snow that they couldn't get off the ranch. The County Commissioner was a local rancher, too, and friends with my parents. He sent a plow out to our ranch to plow a patch right to the front door so my parents could get to Gillette to the hospital before my mom went into actual labor. It's good to have friends in high places!!23.5 inches here!
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Oh, the neighbor I mentioned yesterday (the man in city gov't. position) sent over two of his "DPW boys" (his quote, not mine) -- one driving a larger city plow truck, to clear out the entire front of our location, and then the other guy driving a huge tractor who got in real close to our front steps and scooped up a ton of snow in the bucket -- and dumped that off in an empty lot down the street. That was major! Under normal circumstances, the city plows and private contractors only plow two lanes straight down the street (not up to the sides of streets).
(Side note -- our landlord is supposed to always send over his private plow driver for the front area and driveways, but his driver is kinda useless, as he gets there sometimes a full day after a storm.
Half the time we end up shoveling out ourselves, before he graces us with his appearance.
) One time I offered him a cup of coffee and he appreciated that. Now, ever since that first time, whenever he shows up, he knocks on the front door and politely asks if I might have a spare cup of coffee . . .
