Hi Everyone,
As you guys know, there has been some concern about the condition of Ivy Way the last few days, and the deepening ruts in the road. Here’s what happened last Thursday:
Bob and I left around 5:30 AM (yeah I know it was early, Denny’s usually isn’t busy then) and it was icy but fine. Made it back, didn’t have to take any detours. Through noonish, it was getting slushy but still fine.
I left at 1ish to run some errands with the station wagon and it was a bit of an adventure getting out. (car kept trying to go sideways and honest, no drinking was involved.) Bob was behind me in the van to take the trash to the trash pick up area and he had more fun.
Ran errands, scored two(!) big recycle containers at the Recycle center on Riva Rd. Got groceries, happy to see evening paper when I got back. Not happy to see extremely deep tracks dug down into road. I’m pretty sure they were made by one of kids in the house katty corner to us. ( They were in front of our neighbor’s house digging their car out, so I’m thinking this is a safe bet.) Got about 40 feet down Ivy Way and the car essentially beached itself on the snow. Being typical girl, called Bob. He couldn’t get it out either. Figured that we were doomed. Figured the lady with the Toyota Prius, and Jenn, the friend with 2 seater Nissan wouldn’t have any better luck, especially with the station wagon stuck in road and called them. Called the guy next door with the big equipment (toys). (His daughter and granddaughter volunteer here, so figured we might have an in) He tried to pull car out with pickup truck and got stuck… actually he spun sideways. Decided to go back for “the big ‘ho”. At this point I realized that there are more uses for a recycle bin, loaded groceries up and drug them back to house. Also took deliveries of packages from the UPS guy that took one look at the set up and decided to toss the stuff off of the back of the truck towards the mailboxes.
Pulled station wagon off of center of road with the “big one”(neighbor’s big backhoe) . Chain got stuck in undercarriage of car, but that is another story. Asked him if he could push out/level off road and told him to have fun. Not sure how much fun he had but he did level off road. Saw several cars come and go, so figure it’s doing better.
Shortly after the car/street adventure, we heard an ominous dripping in the garage. Noticed the ceiling dripping and starting to sag in a couple of places. Checked the upstairs corner where the clogged gutter is. (You know the closet that we’re afraid to open the door because all the stuff in there will suddenly expand to its normal size and explode out into the house) Probably wasn’t the best idea to put the old family photos in a cardboard box in there. We now have a bathroom/bedroom full of formerly stashed stuff drying out. Bob is venting his frustration poking drainage holes in the garage ceiling. House might be a little torn apart for the next few days. The really dicey part will be trying to find a path through to the bathroom at 2 am without killing ourselves.
The dogs were really impressed with everything: Scruffy pee’d on the couch, Bunny curled up in a blanket, Ceasar and Bruno camped out by the now closed doors in our bedroom. Cali, Elwood, Freckles, and Jake were highly insulted they didn’t get to go in the closet and explore the contents. Xander didn’t care. He was upset the dogs were sleeping on his favorite bed. Didn’t get to the newsletter, packing the van for the book signing on Saturday, or exercising. (I know the last part is pretty much in the crapper anyway, but thought I should at least make an effort) Also found the lens/light cover for the brake lights from the station wagon in the driveway. Not even going to take a guess at what happened there, only that Bob drove the station wagon into the driveway after it was unbeached. Hoping superglue will work.
The upshot is that the ice cream I bought at the grocery store survived and was at that perfect slightly softer consistency when I decided that it would suffice for supper tonite. (Was hoping it would make it ‘til Sunday, but not so sure)
