So is everyone having a snowy weekend. It isn't snowing here now but the forecast calls for icy snow all night tonight. Our church actually made a contact list because they may cancel church tomorrow.
I am off to get the last of my Christmas shopping. Yah, I am so thrilled that I am going to be done. I need to get more salt for the driveway and for our walk way too.
Our day started really early with a phone call from Australia - it was well before 7 here. Nick is fine, leaving for a jaunt over to Fraser Island with his friend, Mike. Laura has to work this weekend.
We were all set to start the usual Saturday errands when we got another call from our middle son's friend (Chris, the other fellow in Mike's beat box trio) who is leaving for Vienna on Monday. He wanted to return some furniture we had lent him, was going to take a taxi here with it. And since he lives in the far east end of downtown, that would have cost him about $50, so Ted took off in the van to go get the things. At this moment, only 2 of the 6 errands have been done.
The snow has already started here too. We're supposed to get about 10 inches of it. What I'd like to know is how come on those years we hired a plough for the season, paid in full the flat rate by the end of October, we got hardly any of the stuff, and on the years we figured we save the $400, we get dump after dump? And of course by now, they aren't accepting any new clients, which just cranks up their fees for next year, when we'll decide to sign up, and there won't be more than a couple of days we'll need ploughing. Happens year after year and we never luck out.
When we had our cottage across from the ski club, there was a very long driveway from the road that we HAD to have ploughed out. Same thing there, too. One snowy Friday night we arrived, exhausted from the horrible drive, to find that our plough fella was stuck in the middle of it, shoveling out his snow tractor. I remember wading through waist deep snow with dogs and groceries only to find out that our oil tank was empty and the truck wouldn't deliver until Monday morning. Not fun. We had to keep running back and forth to the local Coop for diesel fuel to pour into the tank, basically froze all weekend. Everybody smelled of it. There were a few weekends like that over the years. I don't miss that at all. Since that time, the local businessmen decided to be more accommodating with the city folk who invaded every weekend and changed their policies, but that didn't do us any good back then.
yeah, I have given up trying to shovel the snow. I figure that on the rare occasions I need to leave I can just throw the truck into 4wd to get into the driveway.
Went to Walmart this morning to pick up something that my husband had shipped. That whole site to store thing is great but the present Vinnie had got was big.
Anyways, its almost 1 and I am hoping to get Jolene to take a nap so that I can as well. Not much else to do today. Gotta pray they don't cancel church tomorrow
