WTF?!

I was just looking at MySpace profiles of alumni from my high school…and of a born again Christian girl says: “Roses are reddish, Violets are bluish, If it wasn’t for Jesus, we’d all be Jewish! † † † † †”

Overheard at Trader Joe’s

There was a little boy shopping with his panicked father, who was looking frantically for a Trader Joe’s staff member.

When he finally found one, he said, “Excuse me, but most of the meats here have a sell-by date of March 26.”

“But, Dad–” said the son, but the dad didn’t hear.

“Excuse me?” asked the confused staff member.

“Most of the meats here have a sell-by date of March 26.”

The staff member looked completely befuddled but adhered to “the customer is always right” adage, and seemingly attempted to placate him by examining the meats.

“See?” said the panicked dad, “March 26.”

His son finally said, “Dad, that’s a month away! It’s February!”

The dad looked really embarrassed. But, it was pretty amusing.

The Muppet Chickens Singing “Baby Face”

Set me free, why don’t ya, babe?

My car is free! Yay! It took a total of 3 hours to get it out. Once it got out of the driveway, however, it got stuck on another mound of snow. I couldn’t back up or go forward. Matt had to push my car with his truck and then I finally got out.

Hallelujah!

Gung hei fat choy!

It’s Chinese New Year! Happy Year of the PIG! Oink, oink!

This is the last year we’ll get leih sih (red envelopes with money in them!) because next next Chinese New Year we’ll be married so we won’t get them anymore!

Such a neighborly thing to do!

Thus continues the saga of the mass of ice blocking my car in the driveway. [insert dramatic old-time radio soap opera organ music]

But it’s not as bad anymore! Last night Matt was trying to loosen the snow up with a crowbar and I was tearing it apart with the claw end of a hammer. It was working, but it was taking forever. And I accidentally whacked myself in the leg with a hammer!

Someone who works at one of the companies on our street was walking back to his car and offered to help. In the building he works in, they happened to have a pick. So, he went to go back to get it and came also with a better shovel. Between his shoveling and Matt using the pick, the mound of ice is now reduced to about 30% of its original size.

I’m still trapped in the driveway, but hopefully the worst is over.

Shoveling update

After 30 minutes of Matt and I pounding at the snow with a hammer and mallet, we are now 5% done. Remind me never to procrastinate again when I say “Oh, I’ll do it tomorrow!”

Maybe I’ll be done by next week!

One elephant went out to play, upon a spider’s web one day!

I should have shoveled snow last night

Well, I just spent fifteen minutes attempting to shovel snow. Yes, attempting. The attempt was failed. I didn’t pick up more than a tablespoon of snow.

The plows finally came to our street and pushed a nice amount of snow in front of the driveway. I should have shoveled it immediately instead of waiting until the next day. The snow is now hard as rocks. The snow is so icy in our yard that I can walk over it and sink in — or even leave footprints. It’s as slippery as ice.

I couldn’t pick up ANY snow with my shovel. It was the most frustrating thing! I was trying to smash up the icy snow, but it was as productive as trying to smash a boulder. I think I’m going to need an ax to break up this snow! It’s supposed to hit 37 on Saturday so maybe it will soften up a little so I can shovel it then. I can another day without my car.

I can walk to run most of my errands, but the sidewalks are like skating rinks so I can imagine myself sliding back from Trader Joe’s and dropping eggs.

Stupid snowfall! We finally get some snow and it’s not even good snow! There will be no making snowmen or snow angels! A snowball fight could land in a concussion!

Noreaster on the way!

Let’s see if this one actually happens…the last few snowstorm-warnings produced nothing.

Either way, Stop & Shop and Russo’s were mobbed mobbed mobbed. I waited in line for about fifteen minutes at Stop & Shop. People were doing HUGE grocery shoppings too…getting ready to enter hibernation mode. The old man in front of me bought 2 boxes of cookies, a box of doughnuts, two boxes of Hood neopolitan ice cream, English muffins, and bananas. That’s MY type of hibernation! Of course, I bought nothing fun like that. :-(

So, we’ll see if this Noreaster actually occurs. And them temperature says a high of 38…so I fear it will all become a icy, slippery, sleety, slushy MESS more than a bona fide snowstorm where I can roll around and make snow angels! :-(