I got up at 4:30 and prepared to depart for a visit to the office...OK so far, right?
Then I bundled up in my best "Adorable Esquimeaux" togs and walked out the door. I then slipped on ice and bruised my not-overly-tiny hiney. I got up, cursing the weather, and made my way to my transport, deciding to take the Suburban rather than the Miata. I'd NEVER drive the Mangusta in this weather! It's not even mine though I have custody for a few weeks more.
For some reason I decided to inspect the long driveway that descends to the electric gate and I'm glad I did.
It seems the lawn sprinklers tinkled a short while ago and there's a sheet of ice on the sloping driveway that extends maybe 100 feet, to include a curve that is bordered by some huge rocks and a some large and ancient oaks, most within five feet of the pavement.
Sooooo...I'm stuck here which is actually just fine and/or dandy with me. There are lots of goodies...pastries, biscotti, etc, and I can always cook a nice b'fast. I'd crawl in with Ash(leigh) to console myself but she'd kill me. Something about icy feet irritates her. No idea why.
What DOES tinkle me off (a lady NEVER sez p---!) is that I went to the trouble of getting up, showered (skipped the swim), and all adorable in my winter gear only to wind up with my cute little derriere all bruised, my tailbone hurting, and my dignity badly harmed. I can't even get comfy to sit her and type!
All of which brings me to this: I know some of you live in areas that are enduring some serious winter precipitation and winds. PLEASE! Be careful, take no unessential chances, and be safe and warm. If you have elderly or infirm neighbors try to go check on their wellbeing. Make sure your pets are provided for, and know that I've sent a little prayer aloft for all of you.
And...STAY OFF THE $&^@! roads!
Love and Shivers,
Yoli
Can I get a make-it-all better smooch on my bottom, please?
(If it lasts an hour or so that's all the better!