Mother Nature

11/25/20014

We have all known that Mother Nature is a fickle woman, prone to changing her mind about the weather in a flash.  Yesterday was perhaps unseasonably warm for our area.  We had windows opened wide and a fan in the window while we slept.

Today the temperatures will begin to drop a bit and it's possible that if we open any windows at all, it will be the ones in our bedroom.  We like our bedroom to be cool and/or cold because there is nothing nicer than making a mad dash to the bed and curling up underneath a down comforter!

Tomorrow, however, the weathermen are using the "s" word - snow!  Probably not a lot of snow, but the first snow of the season is always fun.  Of course, the longer winter is, and the more snow that falls, it tends to lose it's luster.  While snow is pretty to look at, somebody has to shovel the driveway and since the boys are no longer at home, that chore unfortunately belongs to Jeff.

During winter, and we haven't decided if it's officially here, we take the "z" (convertible) car to our son's house for hibernation.  While it's true that if we had two cars in the driveway, there would be less snow to shovel, but the "z" would really be in the way and she isn't a car you want to be driving in when there is snow/sleet on the ground.

If it's a big snow and we have to get out, we use the truck "Blue Ox".  She's a big girl and sits high above the ground and also has four wheel drive that you can use if needed.  My car, while she would probably be okay in some snow, sits like a prima donna in the garage waiting for streets to be plowed before venturing out!

The other thing about snow is that while it's beautiful falling and "icing" all the trees, once it starts to melt on the roads, it quickly turns gray and mushy, which in turn, makes your car very dirty.  Perhaps if I owned a darker color car (mine is white), then the mush wouldn't be so visible!

Jeff is already making plans to make chicken soup for tomorrow and he makes very good soups.  Sometimes to make sure I'm paying attention, he tosses in a can of mushrooms (ick), which I then have to daintily toss out of my bowl.  Still, anybody who is up for the chore of chopping vegetables, a chore that I hate, should probably also have the right to use "rooms" if he wants.

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