How to turn a bad day into lemonade..

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richard-in-cincy

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It took me 30 minutes with a blow torch to free myself from my ice prison this morning (Gate pins frozen solid in the ground), along with 200 lbs. of sand and 25 pounds of salt for the driveway (which is one great big long hill). But I finally escaped!

I slogged through the ice and cold to the office really wishing I was at home putting more wood on the fire, and then, there it was...

A $100 Trader Joe's gift card propped up on my keyboard.

Callou Callay, Oh Frabjous Day!

Off to go shopping!

 
Congrats! I'm guessing you won't be buying any gourmet salt, either. smileys/wink.gif

 
Ohmigosh! Please tell me you weren't

the woman who knocked over the end display of red wine! Crash, Boom, Sea of Red and glass. ROFL. The staff actually apologized to her and gave her a bouquet of flowers for her discomfort. Classy joint.

We should meet up for a Trader Joe's or Jungle Jim's shopping adventure.

 
Grrrrrrrrr....I'm am SO OVER this ice...I was in the backyard

surveying the damage of the fallen tree limbs and listened to the trees cracking with the coating of ice. And on a very sad note, we had a casulty from the frozen iced trees snapping. A 10-year old girl was pulling her dog in her sled in her back yard when a white pine snapped and killed her. Wow. You just never know. So sad.

 
Big Yellow House Cocktail

1 1/2 cups sugar
2 cups water
1 1/2 cups fresh lemon juice (about 6 lemons)
4 cups cold water
2 cups lemon vodka
Garnish: fresh berries and lemon rind
Combine sugar and 2 cups water in a medium saucepan over medium-high heat, then cook 1-2
minutes, or until the sugar dissolves. Remove from heat and cool to room temp.
In a pitcher, combine syrup with lemon juice and 4 cups cold water. Refrigerate until chilled. Add vodka, then stir. Pour into ice-filled glasses. Garnish with berries and lemon rind. Yield: about 8 cups
The alcohol can be admitted.
Yankee Magazine Summer 2006

 
I heard about that little girl this morning. Sad, indeed. BTW, Richard, what

is it you do exactly that you had to make such a Herculean effort to get to work?

Debbie

 
It could've been me a few weeks ago when I took my 2 & 4 year olds...

with me. Won't be doing that again anytime soon. They both wanted to push one of the little carts themselves. My apologies if you were there that day!

I was literally there 1:30 - 1:40 (without kids). Didn't hear diddly about the vino incident and escaped with only a $22 tab.

I wish they had a spot like Wild Oats to hang and have lunch or a snack. Tuesdays my 3rd grader is in school and my munchkins go to a sitter from 9-4. I call it my sanity saver. Because of the snow Tuesday my sanity day was today.

We'll have to come up with an alternative. -T

 
Yes indeed.

You just have to stop and shake your head. If she would have been three steps behind, she would still be alive. I have been all over my dog when he goes outside because of the big branches snapping out of the trees. He thinks I'm fussy, but yes, I am. I like him alive. I think about my little granddaughter out in the yard doing the same thing (although Siegfried doesn't like to be pulled in a sled). But we live and learn these lessons so she won't be doing that without Opa supervising (and providing I could snap her up and run if I hear that ominous crack). It's just so sad.

I am in sales support for the largest telecommunications company in the city (it has "Bell" in it's name). My job is responding to RFPs (Requests for Proposals) that big corporations issue when they want to buy some VoIP phones, data center space, or other managed telecommunications services that we sell (our customers have lively livings selling the south's greatest soda pop and the engines that fly the planes that most of us fly in). I write large 300-page term papers for a living. No one wants to do it and I love it. So when the sales guys that I work with score a big sale in the millions of dollars, $100 gift certificates appear on my desk. : ) Another tech writer I know keeps telling me I have the greatest writing job in the Midwest. I always agree.

 
How wonderful you have a job you enjoy so much - one that gets you out of the house

even in extreme weather! Good for you for earning another bennie!

Back to trees and weather, it seemed that the first 10 years I lived here (Atlanta) once or twice a year I would hear about people driving in their cars getting crushed by old trees falling over in storms. Many of the two-lane surface streets wind through heavily wooded areas. Very beautiful (and confusing sometimes--my mind can wander for a second and I'll look at the road and wonder where I am b/c everything looks the same--trees, trees, and more trees) but apparently treacherous as well.

Stay warm and safe.

Debbie

p.s. Love driving up to Michigan on I-75 coming over the crest and getting that first great view of Cincinnati at night. Cool city!

 
How did you escape with

only a $22 tab and yes, they need to add a coffee bar (what I love about shopping at Jungle Jim's...takes me 3 hours to hit the doors when I go in there).

What part of town do you live in? I'm in Amberley.

 
Isn't that a great view

when you come down the Kentucky hills and round the bend into the city? Almost as stunning as coming out of the Pitt tunnel into Pittsburgh. Cincinnati is truly a special place. The big little city since we all know each other here and have such great German butchers, a world-class symphony and the second oldest opera company in the US after the MET : )

Whereabouts are you from in Michigan? I spent two summers at Interlochen and am absolutley in love with the northern southern part of the state (i.e. "the mitten"). Ahh, trips to Point Betsy and the Big Bear Dunes, and Macinac Island and FUDGE and dark sweet cherries. Life doesn't get any better than a summer spent in northern Michigan.

The first time we drove to Interlochen I was asleep in the back seat, woke up after Grand Rapids or thereabouts, sat up and looked out at the miles of pine forest passing by, and thought, this truly is the end of the earth. And I started thinking about Santa Claus and the North Pole. ROFL.

 
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