OK, OK, the first resolution has to be to update this blog more often. What’s it been, since December 2nd? Sheesh. And I’m going to add an audio feature to the blog. Maybe something in the podcast realm. Maybe starting January 1st. My wife says that’s pretty ambitious. It’s not for a lack of something to say… just some technical issues to overcome. We’ll see. Oh yeah, I resolve to work out more. That’ll be easy since I hardly work out at all now.

“i’m just saying…”




The House

Originally uploaded by Jenne1989.

Spent all morning digging 16 inches of snow off my driveway. That wasn’t so bad… until I got to the street and had to dig through a lane of packed, plowed snow because the snowplow could only clear one lane one our street. After that, hoofed it down the hill a couple of blocks to dig out the van… which couldn’t make it up the hill to our house when there was about six inches of unplowed snow on the street (plus the inch of ice underneath). That took a while. My wife came along and helped dig for a while, too. And then a kindly neighbor helped push the van out of the snowbank so I could drive home. Our other vehicle is a Jeep Liberty, and I have to say I’m totally impressed with how it performed in all the ice and snow. My wife felt very comfortable shifting from two-wheel to four-wheel drive on the fly, and it really gave the Jeep a very steady, reliable feel in the treacherous conditions. I’m sure tomorrow will entail digging out my son’s truck… plowed in after the storm. Gee, it almost feels like back home, up north.

“I’m just saying…”

We are getting hit with a major winter storm. I had to drive tonight (kind of not my choice) after about five inches of snow had already fallen. This is after about an inch to an inch and a half of ice had also accumulated underneath. Needless to say, I could not make it back up the hill leading to my home. It wasn’t plowed, and my vehicle just couldn’t push through it up the hill. I made it over the railroad tracks at the bottom of the hill… but just barely. A couple of Jeff City’s finest policeman and another guy who couldn’t make it up the hill to his house helped me get the car off the road (mostly). Then it was hiking through the powder the two blocks home. At least I wasn’t in a ditch out in the country. As a long line of fellow drivers were making their way down the highway tonight, we were actually passed by some guy in an SUV. Minutes later, we passed him… IN THE DITCH! Ice on the road is the great equalizer.

“I’m just saying…”