This Valentine’s Day Winter Storm has been interesting to say the least.
As if driven by premonition Patti and I went out for lunch early in the storm in picturesque falling snow. We gained a giant helium balloon that when tapped sings a couple bars of “How Sweet It Is To Be Loved By You” (the old Motown version). … I’ve found over the years that charmingly annoying Valentine’s presents are remembered, <grin> especially when Multiple Sclerosis robs your memory.
Later I was to find my driveway and car encased in ice! No shoveling of the driveway, no snow angels! I had to chop my car out and chop my driveway clear. Pictured below are some samples of the approximate 2 ft polygons of ice varying in depth from 2” to 4” that I methodically chopped with my garden spade and carried to my lawn.
… If I had fallen backwards onto my frozen lawn to try and make a snow angel I would have suffered a concussion. <grin> … Of course, don’t you just love it when you get the driveway clear and the snow plow deposits a wall of ice and frozen sleet blocking your driveway? I felt like I had moved an iceberg.
To top off the experience, Peter Pan tried to poison me! There is nothing like a good thick peanut butter and jelly sandwich when fighting a winter storm. One tasted sooooo good I fueled myself with several. … Shortly I found myself fighting the storm while drinking a bottle of Extra Strength Mylanta for a sudden, unexplained severe attack of gastrointestinal distress to pain. … Watching the news Thursday evening I noticed a story about the CDC and salmonella in Peter Pan peanut butter which displayed the control numbers from the shipment beginning with 2111... Checking mine, sure enough my now "nearly empty" jar was from the contaminated batch. Is nothing sacred!!!!