12.06.2007

It Did Not Snow...

this morning. But it was cold. 14°F (-10C) 6 inches of snow the day before. Not a blizzard but a slap in the face that Winter thinks it is here. Not yet, Winter. Not until the 21st. And then only if I cannot figure out how to get South of the Equator before then. There are snow photos but I would rather show you this:

Palindrome Scarf...............Palindrome Hat & Peacock in Progress...................Computer Desktop


Cherry Tree Hill in Cranberry. Oh So Very Good ! Yum. Sister's Socks

Knitting makes up for everything else. And there was else

HE of the vacuum wars cleared the front doors of the vehicle so that I would be able to get to the various meetings scheduled for this morning. Especially appreciated since I am not a morning person and there is not enough coffee in the world to change that. However, he did not realize that the side doors were iced shut. The ice scraper was between the two side seats and rather closer to the back than middle of the extra long van. I tried each door repeatedly. Then managed to climb past the passenger front seat to reach the ice scraper. Now that would have been a humorous shot for this morning. I turned the vehicle into the sun, cranked the defrosters and scraped madly. By now I was closing in on running out of time. Finally got enough ice scraped to dare the drive and rushed to meeting number one. Which lasted 15 minutes. Hardly worth the effort. Especially at 15 bloomin' degrees. One quick stop at McD's because there was no other drive-through for coffee. No, we don't have a Starbucks. Or any other drive through coffee shop. And wishing hasn't change those facts. Neither has swearing.

Next stop, fuel. The fuel pumps all had signs saying to use a Debit card and Do Not push any buttons. Following the signs to the letter, I did not push any buttons. And the pump did not work. It ordered me to see the cashier. It ORDERED me. Sooo very not good. Walk inside. Wait behind man who is getting dozens of lottery tickets. Dozens of them. Finally he grins at me and leaves. Yeah. My turn. Sassy cashier dares ask me if I pushed any buttons.

I breathe in very slowly. Quietly I answer, Why no, I did not push any buttons. The sign says to not push buttons. So I did not push any. Why are you pushing my buttons? (Okay, the last sentence was just a thought). I declare my intent to purchase X amount of gasoline totaling X amount of dollars. Sign the chit, retrieve the debit card, and walk back across the large lot to pump gas into my extra long vehicle. And while the gas is being pump, I try the side doors again. Still won't open. Drive across the road to the bank to get HIM his dollar bills and quarters. Being a truck driver, he likes to have change for vending machines. Because truckers don't eat real food. They eat junk food.

Completing first round of chores, I start for home. And the vehicle begins to beep at me. Then it beeps and the interior lights come on. Then it beeps and the lights blink and the automatic door locks begin to lock and lock. And the warning light comes on. Door Ajar. Which just makes me laugh. It looks like a door to me. I expect jars to be glass and round with lids.

This darn vehicle beeps, and locks, and blinks the whole 15 miles home.

I park, remove the ignition key, decide to try one more time.

Yup. The doors now open and close.

End of beepin' story.

1 comment:

birdgirl1 said...

THAT DOES NOT SOUND LIKE A FUN TRIP AT ALL. MCD'S COFFEE BEAT STARBUCKS IN A BLIND TASTE TEST. STAY HOME NOW AND BE WARM AND DRINK TEA WITH A SHOT OF SOMETHING IN IT. LI