oh the weather outside is frightful

We've had a little excitement over the last few days.

First of all, the weather yesterday was horrible. The kids couldn't ride the bus home from school, because the UHP wouldn't allow buses to run. Hootis' carpool spun out on the ice, almost doing a 360*. I slid right into an intersection, while trying to stop at a stop sign. Annnnnd, we had this exciting event right in our front yard.

We didn't actually see what happened, but it appeared that the little white sedan and the blue truck crashed into each other and somehow the sedan ended up in the ditch that's right on the corner of our property. One of the neighbors had to pull them out. The policeman came to say, "Yes, it's my official opinion that you are stuck in the snow, let me take a picture, man it's cold outside, I gotta get a new job, indoors somewhere." Or something like that.

So there you have it.

This is another exciting thing:

Stick is messing around in our pasture with this tractor thingy. We just finished getting a "Geo-Technical Report" done. Which involved digging a 9 foot hole in our pasture so an engineer could determine that the water table is 7 feet down. Why do we care how far down the water table is, you ask? Der! So we can build a basement this Spring! If all goes well and we don't change our minds for the 48th time, we will start a major addition to our house which will involve the above mentioned basement. Yea, us.

And finally....

Stick works in our neighboring ward (congregation -for my few non-lds readers) quite a bit. They are having an activity tonight that he mentioned on Sunday. An activity called, "Big Game Night". No, not a BIG BINGO game, not a BIG POKER Game, but a BIG GAME dinner. As in, "Let's eat the moose, cariboo, monkey, iguana or python that I done hunted up with my coon dawgs last Fall"

You can well imagine my relief when he told me it was a Father/Son activity and I wasn't invited.

We should all be thankful for the little blessings in life.

Hootis and I have big plans to hit the town tonight and eat something that wasn't hunted up by a coon dawg last fall.

Yes, I'm a sissy and proud of it.