So I woke up this morning and spent the morning cleaning my garage and shop. The last remainder of some temporary storage left and I was finally able to do the change over on the tractor.
Good timing too because we’ve got a white Christmas this year.
I blew out the drift at the bottom of my driveway and the turkey is FINALLY in the oven. With only minor damage to myself and the house I might add. Nothing aloe and a little spackle wont fix.
Hopefully that’s the only hiccup for the day. Hopefully everyone got some cool toys, we still haven’t opened anything under our tree, too busy with food and house prep with friends coming over for dinner tonight.
Barron: Isn’t it interesting that we commit sodomy against angels by shoving a tree up their ass at Christmas?
Janelle: Interesting or ironic?
Barron: No ironic would be shoving the tree up baby Jesus!
Evidently there are some in my family who don’t believe that the Palouse is/has been buried under snow for the past couple weeks. Well, considering I spent three hours re-clearing my driveway and sidewalks yesterday, and it’s been a daily chore I say BS.
I took some pictures of my truck.
I removed about 12 inches of snow from the entrance to our driveway, the night before I had it nice and level with the road. My truck had packed down the snow so I had a comfortable parking spot. The cut for the walkway doesn’t look as deep because that was the first set of cuts down the middle. Where it had previously been cleaned. It was about another 6 inches in the driveway which was shielded by vehicles. In front there was about 12 inches. I would say it was blowing in from the south.
As you can see my project for today is digging out my truck. Thankfully it’s about 40 degrees so some of its melting off. Please note, the night before my truck was completely clear, that’s what I drive to work and I used it to pack down the snow in front of the driveway.
This is my upstairs neighbors deck. You can still see where I stepped to go up one time to ask him if his reception came back on his dish. The steps have just meshed into one. The Palouse got a white Christmas, and HOW!
Now for another pretty shot…
I’ve been busy lately, and finally got a little of a break this afternoon after clearing out my driveway and sidewalks. It’s supposed to begin dumping this afternoon again just in time for my birthday. I guess hell decided 25 years later to freeze over again.
Here’s a picture from my front yard to wish everyone a merry Christmas from the Palouse.