December 4th and she's really here now: WINTER!
Montreal got a mini ice storm over the weekend: Ice Storm Junior. Fallen trees, snapped-off branches and over 200 accidents on the roads - plus thousands of people were without power for as many as 3 days. And this was a MINI one! Gives me little faith that this city could handle the real deal like the Ice Storm in 98. Kinda scary.
First day for my winter coat today. Bought it last year for a stupid amount of money, but it's the warmest thing ever and worth every penny. I feel like I'm in a sausage casing when I have it on.
The coat should come with a warning though: DO NOT FART WHILE WEARING. The only place for fart air to escape is out the neck. Where my face is usually attached. This is NOT a fun situation.
I think I'll put up the Christmas decorations today. Haven't been feeling Christmasy til the snow hit! And now it's here to stay, I think. So....if you can't beat 'em...
5 comments:
Happy Winter, Nat! Here in TO there's no snow on the ground...yet...
Just wondering after the Flea bag -- how's she doing on her new meds? I saw the cutest little rat dog in the pet store the other day -- looked EXACTLY like your Flea, but smaller (amazingly enough). Hate the pet store, though -- so many sad-eyed little pups!
hey n@
to say the least it was a cool sat.no power for 18 yrs.hydro claims to be ready for another ice storm, this morning add 2 more hrs.they want a price increase that's not cool............
j51
N@
I think this Last Friday was Old Man Winter's opening number for a full concerto. I got Tickets for his January show, just like in 98
Stupid ice.
I slipped on it while walking the dog last night and gave myself a concussion.
3 cars drove by and saw me laying on the ground with a dog teathered to me... not one bothered to stop.
Merry friggin' Christmas ass wipes.
I've always fantasized about my wife waking me up once an hour... but my fantasy never involved her asking me "what day is it" over and over...
Hmph.
M
Stupid ice.
I slipped on it while walking the dog last night and gave myself a concussion.
3 cars drove by and saw me laying on the ground with a dog teathered to me... not one bothered to stop.
Merry friggin' Christmas ass wipes.
I've always fantasized about my wife waking me up once an hour... but my fantasy never involved her asking me "what day is it" over and over...
Hmph.
M
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