Friday, December 11, 2009
More from St. Nick's Day
Since I am putting up a few photos, here are the girls with their stockings the morning after St. Nick came:
Have I Mentioned I Hate My Neighbors?
Well, have I? Here is the latest that they have done to pi$$ me off.
We had our first big snow on Tuesday night into Wednesday. I got up early to snowblow the driveway so I could get out to go to work. It was still snowing when I left and when the plow cam through Kris had to go back out and snowblow/shovel again.
When I got home I was informed that our wonderful neighbors, the ones who can’t clean out the garage to park their cars, has a snowblower this year. The past few years he would just shovel his driveway (if he decided to do it at all). Most times he would just leave it and drive over it. Then when it got cold enough to ice over you could hear him (or her) drive up because of the loud crunching of the ice under the car. From time to time I would be nice and snowblow their sidewalk, but after a while I just gave up. As I said, he has a snowblower now. And at about 8:30 am (just before the power went out) I was informed that the house was being pelted with wet snow. So now he apparently doesn’t know how to direct his chute. I mean how rude is it to simply pelt someone else’s house with the snow from your snowblower?
Then when I got home, I needed to do a quick shovel job on some of the snow that was starting to blow back over the areas that we had previously done with the snowblower. As I get to the end of our sidewalk, I hit a large area/chunk of ice on the pavement. Apparently the rocket scientist just blew the snow across the already cleared portion of my sidewalk with the wet, slushy mix when it was still warm and then as the temp dipped it turned to ice and froze to the concrete. Again, how much of an idiot can be you to shoot your snow into a cleared area on someone else’s property and then just leave it? If that ever happens when I am snowblowing, I will either go back and shovel or go over it with the snowblower.
If this keeps up it is going to be a long winter. The next time I see him outside I will be mentioning this to this butthead.
We had our first big snow on Tuesday night into Wednesday. I got up early to snowblow the driveway so I could get out to go to work. It was still snowing when I left and when the plow cam through Kris had to go back out and snowblow/shovel again.
When I got home I was informed that our wonderful neighbors, the ones who can’t clean out the garage to park their cars, has a snowblower this year. The past few years he would just shovel his driveway (if he decided to do it at all). Most times he would just leave it and drive over it. Then when it got cold enough to ice over you could hear him (or her) drive up because of the loud crunching of the ice under the car. From time to time I would be nice and snowblow their sidewalk, but after a while I just gave up. As I said, he has a snowblower now. And at about 8:30 am (just before the power went out) I was informed that the house was being pelted with wet snow. So now he apparently doesn’t know how to direct his chute. I mean how rude is it to simply pelt someone else’s house with the snow from your snowblower?
Then when I got home, I needed to do a quick shovel job on some of the snow that was starting to blow back over the areas that we had previously done with the snowblower. As I get to the end of our sidewalk, I hit a large area/chunk of ice on the pavement. Apparently the rocket scientist just blew the snow across the already cleared portion of my sidewalk with the wet, slushy mix when it was still warm and then as the temp dipped it turned to ice and froze to the concrete. Again, how much of an idiot can be you to shoot your snow into a cleared area on someone else’s property and then just leave it? If that ever happens when I am snowblowing, I will either go back and shovel or go over it with the snowblower.
If this keeps up it is going to be a long winter. The next time I see him outside I will be mentioning this to this butthead.
Who Turned the Winter On?
Starting last week Friday, it is official; winter has arrived. The day started out good, but by the time I got home from work to take Ali to swim lessons the temp had dropped to the low 20s and had gotten very windy. Then we got our first snow that stuck on Monday. It was just a trace amount, maybe a half an inch, but it was something. Then Tuesday we got our first big storm. I thin we got somewhere in the neighborhood of 6" - 8" of snow in the Falls.
It was enough to cancel school on Wednesday. It was a wet, heavy snow too. Enough so to down trees and power lines. Our power went out about 8:30 am and it didn’t come back on until about 4:30. Kris took the girls over to her parents’ house for the day, and when they finally go back, the temp in the house was down to 61 degrees. I should also add that once the snow stopped falling, the temps just dropped. We were in the single digits Wed. Night and Thursday, and more today; all with wind chills in the neighborhood of 10 - 20 below. Looks like it is going to be a long winter. Someone tell Al Gore to come live here for a year and then tell me more about global warming!
It was enough to cancel school on Wednesday. It was a wet, heavy snow too. Enough so to down trees and power lines. Our power went out about 8:30 am and it didn’t come back on until about 4:30. Kris took the girls over to her parents’ house for the day, and when they finally go back, the temp in the house was down to 61 degrees. I should also add that once the snow stopped falling, the temps just dropped. We were in the single digits Wed. Night and Thursday, and more today; all with wind chills in the neighborhood of 10 - 20 below. Looks like it is going to be a long winter. Someone tell Al Gore to come live here for a year and then tell me more about global warming!
As Promised
Here are a couple of pictures of Alison from her Christmas concert.
I may be partial, but Ali was the cutest one up there.
I may be partial, but Ali was the cutest one up there.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Happy St. Nicholas Day
Or is it Merry St. Nicholas Day? Ali was so happy this morning because St. Nick brought her the Barbie ornament she had been wanting. It was so fun seeing her face light up when she saw her stocking and said St. Nick came, and then pulled out the ornament. I'd post photos, but I had a long day and don't feel like hooking up the camera, so as soon as I feel motivated, I'll post them. Enjoy the evening, I have to go finish work on Alison's powderpuff derby car. We have two days to finish it, and I have to go and spray on the clear coat. Once that's done I can attach the wheels and sand the wood filler on the bottom. This year's car is going to be aswesome.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Winter Weather
Dec. 3rd and we finally have our first winter weather advisory. Looks like we’ll be getting snow with some high winds tonight. Living in Wisconsin is just great! The good thing is that at least we didn’t get any snow in October or November. I'm betting we don't get much though.
2009 Christmas Concert
Last night we had Alison’s Riverside Christmas Concert. Since this will most likely be Ali’s last concert at Riverside, we wanted to make sure we got a good seat. So we got to school an hour before the concert started. The concert is split up into two parts, K-2nd grade and then 3rd-5th grade. This year we don’t have to sit thru both of them, and the parents are usually crazier for the little kids, so the first half is usually crazy. And guess what? There were already people there and all the front row seats were taken. It is really annoying that you can just throw a jacket on a chair, and then leave for an hour, come back, and just expect to get those seats. I wouldn’t have a problem with saving a seat if you were actually there! But we figured we’d suffer through it. We were actually directly in front of where Ali was standing and we were on the aisle, so we figured we’d be OK.
The second complaint is with respect to the parents. Now I don’t want to sound as if I think we are better than any of the other kids/families at Riverside, but what is the deal with getting there early, and then just letting your kids run wild all over the gym, all over the risers, and in and out of all the seats? Apparently behavior is not a big priority with these parents. We let Alison go talk to a couple of her friends but she was not allowed to go running all over causing trouble.
My next question is why do we always seem to attract the losers? For what seems like every single year (though I am sure I am wrong) we always sat by many of the same parents, and they were the epitome of the white trash stereotype. They were parents of kids in Sarah’s class, so I thought this year we would be safe. Well it wasn’t to be. The other parents who sat near us all smelled like a dirty ashtray, or looked like they hadn’t bothered showering, or had hair-dos straight out of about 1992. Nice look people. By the end of the show, I was feeling sick from inhaling the smoke fumes off of the family that sat in front of us!
Finally, I realized that with Alison, we have really nothing in common with most of the families of the kids in her grade range. Sure there are one or two families, but for the most part, I couldn’t care less about the families. With Sarah and her class, Kris and I always mingled/talked with her friends’ parents and it was always fun to go to her school events. Not so with Ali. We had no one there to talk to last night. It was really sort of depressing.
I'll pot a picture or two of Ali once I download them.
The second complaint is with respect to the parents. Now I don’t want to sound as if I think we are better than any of the other kids/families at Riverside, but what is the deal with getting there early, and then just letting your kids run wild all over the gym, all over the risers, and in and out of all the seats? Apparently behavior is not a big priority with these parents. We let Alison go talk to a couple of her friends but she was not allowed to go running all over causing trouble.
My next question is why do we always seem to attract the losers? For what seems like every single year (though I am sure I am wrong) we always sat by many of the same parents, and they were the epitome of the white trash stereotype. They were parents of kids in Sarah’s class, so I thought this year we would be safe. Well it wasn’t to be. The other parents who sat near us all smelled like a dirty ashtray, or looked like they hadn’t bothered showering, or had hair-dos straight out of about 1992. Nice look people. By the end of the show, I was feeling sick from inhaling the smoke fumes off of the family that sat in front of us!
Finally, I realized that with Alison, we have really nothing in common with most of the families of the kids in her grade range. Sure there are one or two families, but for the most part, I couldn’t care less about the families. With Sarah and her class, Kris and I always mingled/talked with her friends’ parents and it was always fun to go to her school events. Not so with Ali. We had no one there to talk to last night. It was really sort of depressing.
I'll pot a picture or two of Ali once I download them.
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