I remember when I was a kid we used to get tons of snow every winter. So much so that when driving in town you couldn't see over the piles of snow to see if cars were coming, so everyone would put these bright orange Styrofoam balls on their radio antennas. And my dad would use the tractor with the scoop and scraper blade thingie to clear our driveway, so he'd make these huge piles of snow for us to play on.
I miss having that much snow, although as an adult I realize it'd make city life hell....
I remember having one of our many snow days off of school, but instead of enjoying it, we had to go outside every few hours with the parents to shovel the snow off the driveway, because it was drifting so badly that if we left it until the storm ended, it would have solidified into a five-foot tall pile in the middle of the drive.
I'd much rather have the occasional big snowstorms we get now, since they usually only last one day and then once you dig out from it, you're set for the rest of the winter. This cold snap lasting for the next week is probably worse than the snow.
ETA: oh, and I learned about the 1970s abnormal weather pattern from a History Channel doc on snow, which touched on the two big snowstorms here, the killer back in 1967, and the political-career killer in 1979.
Kathy, that's interesting. I think it must be true of the South, too; I remember there being much more snowfall there when I was a kid.
That German shepherd doesn't wander off, he dons his secret identity as a super hero, human rescuing dog! How cool. I hope he can make a career out of it.
I think I'm taking the laptop upstairs to the bedroom so I can watch some SPN while DH fritters around downstairs with the foozball pregame stuff.
Do it, Cash. You know you want to.
Stop looking at me like that. I can quit anytime I want to!
If you get ESPN Classic and you're looking for some figure skating, they're showing US Championships from 2004 and 2005 this afternoon.
Sigh. I really miss my Shepherds. A lot.
I had to bribe myself with a trip to the cupcake store in order to take the dog on a reasonable length walk.
I was so this in Chicago. Every Sunday I'd take Abbey for an extra long walk that just happened to go by the scrummy Russian deli so I just had to go in. Dang now I'm craving Borscht and really dark rye.
That German shepherd doesn't wander off, he dons his secret identity as a super hero, human rescuing dog!
I wonder if it will turn out he's had search-and-rescue training. My dental hygienist once adopted a dog whose shelter card read, "must go to a drug free home." Apparantly he was a drop-out from drug-sniffing-dog school. She brought him home because she didn't know anyone who used drugs. Wrong! That dog busted her grandson, the pizza guy and a plumber before she finally had to take him back to the shelter because she couldn't control him when he detected drugs.
edited for spelling and to add: Hey KT I woke up sick. I sent you a text instead of calling cause my trout hurts. ION: yay theraflu!
She brought him home because she didn't know anyone who used drugs. Wrong! That dog busted her grandson, the pizza guy and a plumber before she finally had to take him back to the shelter because she couldn't control him when he detected drugs.
OMG that's fantastic.
So I'm beginning to think about getting another dog. I know that I could get a rescue greyhound pretty easily, and they seem like the perfect dog for me (world's fastest couch potato!), but one of the reasons I want a dog is because being seen to have a dog in the house is safer in my neighborhood.
So, question for the Buffistas: is anyone afraid of a greyhound?
