So.....
A follow-up to my whole "money sucks" post.
We have had some pretty shitty luck here lately. Money is pretty tight right now to begin with, but now it's starting to get ridiculous. We had one of our cats get pretty sick, and needed surgery. It was $2800. I know that seems high, but he's our cat and we got him repaired. That's more than I spent for my truck, but whatever. I chatted with some very nice people with a debt-management firm to try to get our finances a bit more under control, and it looks like that's our only way out. We were about to get all the paperwork taken care of for that when someone wiped out my wife's checking account via an ATM somewhere, so now that's on hold. The universe really owes me right now so I'm thinking it's high time I started playing the lottery.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Camping Trip to Gunnison, CO
So we went camping this past weekend, In Gunnison, CO and we had a grand old time. And rather than post all the details about it and then come up with funny captions for all the pictures, I'm just going to tell all the details through the funny captions of all the pictures.
We stopped off in town at the Walmart to make sure we had plenty of supplies. True to Walmart fashion, it was crowded and slow, but at least the have the decency at this one to warn you as you're coming into the front door.
We took quite a few pictures of the scenery once we found a campsite, and here's the first.
The great and powerful Edge Nemesis looking all great and powerful on a dirt road.
Trees!
More trees!
Seriously Joanna? I think that's enough pictures of the fucking trees.
Here I am setting up the tent. This trip, we actually did not get into a fight whilst setting it up!
Check it out! Sweet creek right by our tent.
We bathed in that creek twice while we were there. The water was about 40 degrees. Parts of me did not like that.
The view from our tent door.
Here I am setting up the first night's fire. I don't know if she just stays out of the way while I'm doing it just to let me have some sense of manliness, she doesn't know how to make fire, or she's just lazy, but Joanna always leaves the fire to me.
If you look very closely, you can see the fire I made.
Looking back at the tent after I made fire, I suddenly realized that I was a camper. I'm so eXtreme!
We saw a really big doe (a deer. A female deer.) our first full day there. I know who is thinking what, and no, I didn't shoot it.
Our usual pose.
I like the other picture better because our smiles seem so much more genuine. But Joanna said that the last one was unflattering to her so she made me pose for another one. I posted both of them up on facebook and she yelled at me. So I posted both again here. Heh.
Goddammit Woman! What did I tell you about the tree pictures!
Day 2 Fire. After assembling quite a bit of cardboard from supplies we had acquired, I decided to make an elaborate construction to make the fire easier to light.
It basically was comprised from two pieces of cardboard coiled in opposite directions, and then filled with kindling.
I then took a larger piece of cardboard and laid it over the top of my kindling stuffed base and set a couple of logs (which we had sawed ourselves and then carried back to camp through the creek) on top of that. Once I lit the base, we had a roaring source of heat to cook our food on in less than 2 minutes. Fire is my bitch.
Joanna was unimpressed by my pyro-architecture. She will probably also be pissed that I posted this picture for whatever reason. Women are strange.
If you don't like hot dogs, never go camping with me. Also, you should probably not continue living.
Glorious dinner!
This is me telling Joanna that I didn't think her friends (the reason that we drove 4 hours to camp instead of one of the myriad of places nearby) were going to show up. I was soon proven wrong and ended being very happy that I had made the trip. I love her friends!
Once everyone showed up, various hi jinks ensued. I don't really know what John was doing here, but I'm sure it was hilarious.
Oh that's right, showing off his old man socks. On second thought, it wasn't so much hilarious as it was sad.
Here we have Brooke. She's doing something with a big stick!
Brooke and Andrew chilling out by the fire, Andrew is actually smiling because he is about to show off his famous "Andrew turns into a glowing red orb" trick.
See! Brooke is very impressed. But honestly, who hasn't seen that done before?
Once it got dark, I broke out the night vision goggles which are always a hit. John was the most fascinated by them, but that's probably because he can remember when his family got their first electric light.
I have no fucking clue what Brooke is doing here. I'm pretty sure she doesn't either.
Brooke getting crazy with the NVG.
Andrew wandered off into the pitch blackness saying that he needed to get some more firewood. He came back with a tree. Fucking Amish people.
Strike that. he came back with 2 trees.
Towards the bottom of this photo, you will see the greatest camping staple ever.
What the hell?!?
I don't think he's a mortal man. Fire has no affect on him!
So that's it! After all was said and done, we had a blast. I'm super happy I got to go out and have myself a three day weekend. Thanks everybody for reading!
We stopped off in town at the Walmart to make sure we had plenty of supplies. True to Walmart fashion, it was crowded and slow, but at least the have the decency at this one to warn you as you're coming into the front door.
We took quite a few pictures of the scenery once we found a campsite, and here's the first.
The great and powerful Edge Nemesis looking all great and powerful on a dirt road.
Trees!
More trees!
Seriously Joanna? I think that's enough pictures of the fucking trees.
Here I am setting up the tent. This trip, we actually did not get into a fight whilst setting it up!
Check it out! Sweet creek right by our tent.
We bathed in that creek twice while we were there. The water was about 40 degrees. Parts of me did not like that.
The view from our tent door.
Here I am setting up the first night's fire. I don't know if she just stays out of the way while I'm doing it just to let me have some sense of manliness, she doesn't know how to make fire, or she's just lazy, but Joanna always leaves the fire to me.
If you look very closely, you can see the fire I made.
Looking back at the tent after I made fire, I suddenly realized that I was a camper. I'm so eXtreme!
We saw a really big doe (a deer. A female deer.) our first full day there. I know who is thinking what, and no, I didn't shoot it.
Our usual pose.
I like the other picture better because our smiles seem so much more genuine. But Joanna said that the last one was unflattering to her so she made me pose for another one. I posted both of them up on facebook and she yelled at me. So I posted both again here. Heh.
Goddammit Woman! What did I tell you about the tree pictures!
Day 2 Fire. After assembling quite a bit of cardboard from supplies we had acquired, I decided to make an elaborate construction to make the fire easier to light.
It basically was comprised from two pieces of cardboard coiled in opposite directions, and then filled with kindling.
I then took a larger piece of cardboard and laid it over the top of my kindling stuffed base and set a couple of logs (which we had sawed ourselves and then carried back to camp through the creek) on top of that. Once I lit the base, we had a roaring source of heat to cook our food on in less than 2 minutes. Fire is my bitch.
Joanna was unimpressed by my pyro-architecture. She will probably also be pissed that I posted this picture for whatever reason. Women are strange.
If you don't like hot dogs, never go camping with me. Also, you should probably not continue living.
Glorious dinner!
This is me telling Joanna that I didn't think her friends (the reason that we drove 4 hours to camp instead of one of the myriad of places nearby) were going to show up. I was soon proven wrong and ended being very happy that I had made the trip. I love her friends!
Once everyone showed up, various hi jinks ensued. I don't really know what John was doing here, but I'm sure it was hilarious.
Oh that's right, showing off his old man socks. On second thought, it wasn't so much hilarious as it was sad.
Here we have Brooke. She's doing something with a big stick!
Brooke and Andrew chilling out by the fire, Andrew is actually smiling because he is about to show off his famous "Andrew turns into a glowing red orb" trick.
See! Brooke is very impressed. But honestly, who hasn't seen that done before?
Once it got dark, I broke out the night vision goggles which are always a hit. John was the most fascinated by them, but that's probably because he can remember when his family got their first electric light.
I have no fucking clue what Brooke is doing here. I'm pretty sure she doesn't either.
Brooke getting crazy with the NVG.
Andrew wandered off into the pitch blackness saying that he needed to get some more firewood. He came back with a tree. Fucking Amish people.
Strike that. he came back with 2 trees.
Towards the bottom of this photo, you will see the greatest camping staple ever.
What the hell?!?
I don't think he's a mortal man. Fire has no affect on him!
So that's it! After all was said and done, we had a blast. I'm super happy I got to go out and have myself a three day weekend. Thanks everybody for reading!
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Dear Colorado,
I know it has been just a short while in the grand scheme of things (1 Year almost to the day) but there is something you just have to know.
I am madly, head-over-heals in love with you.
I always suspected the John Denver song Rocky Mountain High had more to do with something nefarious than it did with cold mountain air. I was wrong. You have absolutely infected me and I could not be happier about it.
Every day, I wake up and go outside. I don't care how cold it is, it is the first thing I want to do in the morning. I then go about my day. At some point over the course of my day, I will see the mountains. Every day. Truly awesome. Whenever I see those mountains I can't help but think "I live here" usually followed by an occasionally audible cackle of glee.
You have an effect on me that no other place I've ever lived has had on me. I am happy. Now, I've lived in a lot of places other than just you Colorado. I've moved a lot. Just for the folks at home keeping score (also read: my mother-in-law who will probably put this list in a scrapbook page some day) let's recap shall we?
Everywhere else I've lived before I've always had the sense of just living there until something else happened that would prompt me to pack up and move. Here. I hope that day never comes. I am so sublimely happy that as I sit here in my apartment with all the windows open letting the breeze come sweeping across my back while I'm typing this, I can't even find proper words to describe it. Bliss maybe?
I am home.
Let's be Best Friends Colorado!
I am madly, head-over-heals in love with you.
I always suspected the John Denver song Rocky Mountain High had more to do with something nefarious than it did with cold mountain air. I was wrong. You have absolutely infected me and I could not be happier about it.
Every day, I wake up and go outside. I don't care how cold it is, it is the first thing I want to do in the morning. I then go about my day. At some point over the course of my day, I will see the mountains. Every day. Truly awesome. Whenever I see those mountains I can't help but think "I live here" usually followed by an occasionally audible cackle of glee.
You have an effect on me that no other place I've ever lived has had on me. I am happy. Now, I've lived in a lot of places other than just you Colorado. I've moved a lot. Just for the folks at home keeping score (also read: my mother-in-law who will probably put this list in a scrapbook page some day) let's recap shall we?
- 1977: born in Chattanooga, TN
- 1978ish: moved as infant with family to Atlanta, GA
- 1985ish: returned to Chattanooga, TN with mom when my parents divorced
- 1991: another move to Atlanta, GA this time by myself on account of the fact that I was a general prick and more of a problem than my mother could handle, so off to my dad's place I went.
- 1994: Things got a little out of hand in Atlanta, so everyone decided it would be a wonderful idea for all parties involved if I go to live with my mother again, who had recently relocated to Stillwater, OK. Seriously.
- 1999: my dad offered me a job and I moved back to Atlanta, GA.
- 2000: the job did not work out so great. Hence, returned to Stillwater, OK.
- 2000: 1. Got married. 2. Moved to Dallas, TX. One of these things I'm glad I did.
- 2010: finally made it to Denver, CO
Everywhere else I've lived before I've always had the sense of just living there until something else happened that would prompt me to pack up and move. Here. I hope that day never comes. I am so sublimely happy that as I sit here in my apartment with all the windows open letting the breeze come sweeping across my back while I'm typing this, I can't even find proper words to describe it. Bliss maybe?
I am home.
Let's be Best Friends Colorado!
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Customers.
A fat woman came into the shoe store today....
Wait, that was somebody else. My customer story is a little broader. Heh.
A customer came in today looking for a VCR. Not the DVD/VCR combos we still carry for another six months or so mind you, a VCR. Now, I showed him the little combo thingies we had and Customer X said he wasn't interested. He only wanted a stand-alone VCR. Fucking really?!?!?
VHS is a format that was dead 10 YEARS AGO!!!!! What could you have that's possibly interesting enough to still watch on VHS after all that time? Game film of your high school football team that you were obviously the aide or perhaps water boy? No one cares anymore. Get a life fucko. Family movies of the kids when they were little? Fat chance! This guy was so morbidly obese that even if he could find his reproductive organs, the chance of his being able to copulate with a woman (assuming he could find a willing one) is nil. What's that you say sir? You have all the Oscar ceremonies since 1982 recorded? Well, if that's your idea of entertainment, sitting in your grease-stained recliner watching Nick Cage's acceptance speech for Moonstruck (ugh) with a bowl of fritos, yelling at your mother for buying the off-brand bean dip cause it was 17 cents cheaper than Frito-Lay all the while wondering why the girl who rang you up at Target hasn't called you yet after you gave her ALL your numbers then I'm afraid you have no choice but to kill yourself. Your life is just too sad for it to continue.
I know lots of people who work retail and have bad customers, but it seems like the crazies always seek me out. This guy actually had the nerve to say to me that DVD was just a fad, and that VHS was the better of the two options. Well, DVD is getting replaced by Blu-ray, so I guess he's partially correct.
Why doesn't the world die?
Wait, that was somebody else. My customer story is a little broader. Heh.
A customer came in today looking for a VCR. Not the DVD/VCR combos we still carry for another six months or so mind you, a VCR. Now, I showed him the little combo thingies we had and Customer X said he wasn't interested. He only wanted a stand-alone VCR. Fucking really?!?!?
VHS is a format that was dead 10 YEARS AGO!!!!! What could you have that's possibly interesting enough to still watch on VHS after all that time? Game film of your high school football team that you were obviously the aide or perhaps water boy? No one cares anymore. Get a life fucko. Family movies of the kids when they were little? Fat chance! This guy was so morbidly obese that even if he could find his reproductive organs, the chance of his being able to copulate with a woman (assuming he could find a willing one) is nil. What's that you say sir? You have all the Oscar ceremonies since 1982 recorded? Well, if that's your idea of entertainment, sitting in your grease-stained recliner watching Nick Cage's acceptance speech for Moonstruck (ugh) with a bowl of fritos, yelling at your mother for buying the off-brand bean dip cause it was 17 cents cheaper than Frito-Lay all the while wondering why the girl who rang you up at Target hasn't called you yet after you gave her ALL your numbers then I'm afraid you have no choice but to kill yourself. Your life is just too sad for it to continue.
I know lots of people who work retail and have bad customers, but it seems like the crazies always seek me out. This guy actually had the nerve to say to me that DVD was just a fad, and that VHS was the better of the two options. Well, DVD is getting replaced by Blu-ray, so I guess he's partially correct.
Why doesn't the world die?
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
YAWN!!!!!
Much like a great grizzly bear coming out of a long, winter hibernation, so too does this mighty Man of Majesty (Too much? It really helps to imagine it being read by David Attenborough) raise his head and purvey his surroundings in contemplation of the coming spring.
Hello!
I know it's been a long time since I've posted, but I've kind of been just getting through each day without much to say. But that all changes pretty soon.
We spent the winter with just one vehicle, and it worked out pretty well. But when the wife got herself a full-time jobby-job, I started having to walk to work. Which was not so bad really, it just ate up a lot of my day since I had to leave a little earlier every day. But with spring fast approaching, it's almost time for the resumption of eXtreme outdoor activities and that means the Hyundai was going to be put through a little more than it was designed for. So I went ahead and sold some stock, and bought myself a Colorado appropriate vehicle!
I got a '93 Jeep Grand Cherokee Laredo. It's gonna be a gas guzzler I know, but I drive 4 miles round trip every day so I think I can manage it.
It's Red! I'm also amused because there is another SUV in the spot 1 over from mine, which you can kind of see through the window. But it's just tiny by comparison.
The body and paint are in excellent shape.
I do like a nice rear end.
Sexy. But what do you think? I'm thinking maybe some nerf bars or some such thing, and definitely some rain shields for the windows. The windows, by the way, are tinted. Teeheehee.
I have been told that a Grille guard puts too much weight on the front end by someone much wiser in these things than I, but the front definitely needs something to make it look more eXtreme! I just don't know what to do. I think it's already wired for fog lights, but I'm not sure. There is a switch on the mirror for them.
It has a roof rack, but I kinda want to replace that with a different one. Maybe something with K. C. Lights on it.
Aww yeah. Full time baby!
Power to spare. Also, gas consumption. It's a trade-off.
Look at all that cargo room. A spare tire, which wasn't included, will soon occupy some of it though.
Got about another year left on these. Then.... upgrade!
So once all the piddly repair work is done (still under budget!!) and I have done a couple of things like add a radio, and a new alarm system with remote start, I should have a properly eXtreme vehicle. It's been a long time since I've been behind the wheel of a 4x4, and this is the first one I've owned myself. The thing I'm most excited about, is the fact that I live in a place that you never have to worry about getting a 4x4, and never getting any use out of it. In Dallas, people would get their fancy 4wd trucks, and then never take them off-road. Here, even if I never take it off-road (which, let's be honest here, of course I will) in the winters I am guaranteed to get use out of it cause it snows.
Also, it needs a name. Discuss.
Hello!
I know it's been a long time since I've posted, but I've kind of been just getting through each day without much to say. But that all changes pretty soon.
We spent the winter with just one vehicle, and it worked out pretty well. But when the wife got herself a full-time jobby-job, I started having to walk to work. Which was not so bad really, it just ate up a lot of my day since I had to leave a little earlier every day. But with spring fast approaching, it's almost time for the resumption of eXtreme outdoor activities and that means the Hyundai was going to be put through a little more than it was designed for. So I went ahead and sold some stock, and bought myself a Colorado appropriate vehicle!
I got a '93 Jeep Grand Cherokee Laredo. It's gonna be a gas guzzler I know, but I drive 4 miles round trip every day so I think I can manage it.
It's Red! I'm also amused because there is another SUV in the spot 1 over from mine, which you can kind of see through the window. But it's just tiny by comparison.
The body and paint are in excellent shape.
I do like a nice rear end.
Sexy. But what do you think? I'm thinking maybe some nerf bars or some such thing, and definitely some rain shields for the windows. The windows, by the way, are tinted. Teeheehee.
I have been told that a Grille guard puts too much weight on the front end by someone much wiser in these things than I, but the front definitely needs something to make it look more eXtreme! I just don't know what to do. I think it's already wired for fog lights, but I'm not sure. There is a switch on the mirror for them.
It has a roof rack, but I kinda want to replace that with a different one. Maybe something with K. C. Lights on it.
Aww yeah. Full time baby!
Power to spare. Also, gas consumption. It's a trade-off.
Look at all that cargo room. A spare tire, which wasn't included, will soon occupy some of it though.
Got about another year left on these. Then.... upgrade!
So once all the piddly repair work is done (still under budget!!) and I have done a couple of things like add a radio, and a new alarm system with remote start, I should have a properly eXtreme vehicle. It's been a long time since I've been behind the wheel of a 4x4, and this is the first one I've owned myself. The thing I'm most excited about, is the fact that I live in a place that you never have to worry about getting a 4x4, and never getting any use out of it. In Dallas, people would get their fancy 4wd trucks, and then never take them off-road. Here, even if I never take it off-road (which, let's be honest here, of course I will) in the winters I am guaranteed to get use out of it cause it snows.
Also, it needs a name. Discuss.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Snow!
So....
My wonderful wife has already posted about the wonderful snow we've gotten at our wonderful home here in wonderful Colorado. I just wanted to toss out my observations about the wonderful event.
I was born in Tennessee. Not in the mountains mind you, but in the Chattanooga area. We got snow on occasion, but usually just a dusting while the mountains around us got the heavy stuff. We used to have this little penguin that would come on the news called "Snow Bird" to let us know when school was out. The rule was, when one school in the county was out, all schools in the county were out. Which was fine by us because one of the schools in our county was at the top of Signal Mountain so, very often in the winter, we would get a snow day when there wasn't even a flake on the ground in our area. So to me, snow was just this thing that got you out of school for no reason.
Ahh, Atlanta. I also did some of my childhood years here.Though snow would happen every now and then, we generally got ice storms in the winter. There was much made about these ice storms because they usually shut down power to the city and if you wanted to go anywhere, you had to spend about an hour scraping ice off your car, hoping you could get out of your driveway onto the roads that were never properly salted/sanded/whatever the hell they're supposed to do with icy roads, all the while, not getting hit by the few idiots that treated the day like it was any other day and trying to do 90 on I-75. I'm pretty sure these idiots were actually from Texas, but more on that later.
Then I got to live in Oklahoma! You're jealous right? Well, I actually liked it. There was even a couple of inches of snow accumulation every year (usually during spring break) and was my first taste of "real" snow outside of the time I tried to ski in West Virginia. I snow plow like no other. The snow in Oklahoma is generally mixed with a lot of rain so it turns into slush very quickly. You don't have to worry about the idiots on the road, cause it appears that they all seem to have some knowledge of how to drive in snow and ice. Or they could be like this one guy I know (you know who you are) and are constantly prepared for any and all eventualities. "I just happen to have snow chains/spare trailer lights/emergency raft/portable nuclear fallout shelter right here!" I love my family.
Cut to Dallas, TX. Where I was back to ice storms and idiots. A lot more idiots though. Where the misplaced State-riotism and Texas-sized ego in thinking "Texans can handle anything" lends to the most spectacular bad decisions during "extreme" weather. I mean, I grew up with ice storms. You use caution in doing all things because Ice changes everything. But these Texans, just another day as far as they're concerned. And they make mistakes. Lots of them. A little ice on the roads shuts the city down despite their bravado. And the entire time I lived there, it was never that bad. We got snow on Valentine's day one year, and the kids in our apartment complex went fucking insane. They decided they were going to build a snowman right below our balcony. Which was great for me because I am oh-so-terribly fond of the children. But I did have to laugh when they rather suddenly discovered that the area they were rolling the bottom tier of the snowman in, was the same area as the neighborhood dogs used to evacuate their bowels. Priceless look on the children's faces. I didn't see them again for the rest of the day.
Now, in Colorado, I get a completely different kind of snow. This fluffy white stuff is gorgeous. I didn't even realize snow could be like this. We went to run some errands yesterday, and we just brushed the snow off the car. There was no scraping. There was no ice on the wiper blades rendering them useless. Just fluffy, pretty loveliness that was only a slight inconvenience. When I was laughing about how nice my summer was temperature-wise, all my Dallas friends told me to "just wait until it snows. We'll see who's laughing then." Well guess what Texans: It snowed. Over a foot deep and it ain't done yet. I am still fucking laughing. I love it here. It definitely does not suck.
And now, some pictures!
The view from our balcony:
Our "Front" stairs:
Pretty tree on our way to do some shopping at the stores that were close enough to walk to.
My old floppy hat and puffy coat just can't stand up to this CO weather.
I just don't know if it's me...
The wife looks stylin!
Um... Plaid? Really?
I bought a proper winter coat at one of those close-by stores.
On the way home, The wife decided we should cut through this field...
...where the snow was pretty deep.
"I don't think we should cut through there honey." I say.
"It will be fun. We'll do it together!" she says.
I fell.
This is me indignantly stomping away while she laughs.
More trees outside our apartment.
Our car with snow on it.
Tee-hee!
A nice cross section of snow on top of the car to give you an idea of how much was coming down. This was taken at about 3:00 in the afternoon yesterday. It's about 9 a.m. now, and it's still snowing.
My wonderful wife has already posted about the wonderful snow we've gotten at our wonderful home here in wonderful Colorado. I just wanted to toss out my observations about the wonderful event.
I was born in Tennessee. Not in the mountains mind you, but in the Chattanooga area. We got snow on occasion, but usually just a dusting while the mountains around us got the heavy stuff. We used to have this little penguin that would come on the news called "Snow Bird" to let us know when school was out. The rule was, when one school in the county was out, all schools in the county were out. Which was fine by us because one of the schools in our county was at the top of Signal Mountain so, very often in the winter, we would get a snow day when there wasn't even a flake on the ground in our area. So to me, snow was just this thing that got you out of school for no reason.
Ahh, Atlanta. I also did some of my childhood years here.Though snow would happen every now and then, we generally got ice storms in the winter. There was much made about these ice storms because they usually shut down power to the city and if you wanted to go anywhere, you had to spend about an hour scraping ice off your car, hoping you could get out of your driveway onto the roads that were never properly salted/sanded/whatever the hell they're supposed to do with icy roads, all the while, not getting hit by the few idiots that treated the day like it was any other day and trying to do 90 on I-75. I'm pretty sure these idiots were actually from Texas, but more on that later.
Then I got to live in Oklahoma! You're jealous right? Well, I actually liked it. There was even a couple of inches of snow accumulation every year (usually during spring break) and was my first taste of "real" snow outside of the time I tried to ski in West Virginia. I snow plow like no other. The snow in Oklahoma is generally mixed with a lot of rain so it turns into slush very quickly. You don't have to worry about the idiots on the road, cause it appears that they all seem to have some knowledge of how to drive in snow and ice. Or they could be like this one guy I know (you know who you are) and are constantly prepared for any and all eventualities. "I just happen to have snow chains/spare trailer lights/emergency raft/portable nuclear fallout shelter right here!" I love my family.
Cut to Dallas, TX. Where I was back to ice storms and idiots. A lot more idiots though. Where the misplaced State-riotism and Texas-sized ego in thinking "Texans can handle anything" lends to the most spectacular bad decisions during "extreme" weather. I mean, I grew up with ice storms. You use caution in doing all things because Ice changes everything. But these Texans, just another day as far as they're concerned. And they make mistakes. Lots of them. A little ice on the roads shuts the city down despite their bravado. And the entire time I lived there, it was never that bad. We got snow on Valentine's day one year, and the kids in our apartment complex went fucking insane. They decided they were going to build a snowman right below our balcony. Which was great for me because I am oh-so-terribly fond of the children. But I did have to laugh when they rather suddenly discovered that the area they were rolling the bottom tier of the snowman in, was the same area as the neighborhood dogs used to evacuate their bowels. Priceless look on the children's faces. I didn't see them again for the rest of the day.
Now, in Colorado, I get a completely different kind of snow. This fluffy white stuff is gorgeous. I didn't even realize snow could be like this. We went to run some errands yesterday, and we just brushed the snow off the car. There was no scraping. There was no ice on the wiper blades rendering them useless. Just fluffy, pretty loveliness that was only a slight inconvenience. When I was laughing about how nice my summer was temperature-wise, all my Dallas friends told me to "just wait until it snows. We'll see who's laughing then." Well guess what Texans: It snowed. Over a foot deep and it ain't done yet. I am still fucking laughing. I love it here. It definitely does not suck.
And now, some pictures!
The view from our balcony:
Our "Front" stairs:
Pretty tree on our way to do some shopping at the stores that were close enough to walk to.
My old floppy hat and puffy coat just can't stand up to this CO weather.
I just don't know if it's me...
The wife looks stylin!
Um... Plaid? Really?
I bought a proper winter coat at one of those close-by stores.
On the way home, The wife decided we should cut through this field...
...where the snow was pretty deep.
"I don't think we should cut through there honey." I say.
"It will be fun. We'll do it together!" she says.
I fell.
This is me indignantly stomping away while she laughs.
More trees outside our apartment.
Our car with snow on it.
Tee-hee!
A nice cross section of snow on top of the car to give you an idea of how much was coming down. This was taken at about 3:00 in the afternoon yesterday. It's about 9 a.m. now, and it's still snowing.
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