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Kindergarten Chic

Early this morning after I took the dog out, twice as always, I went on an errand a few blocks away for my husband. En route it started snowing softly, and now big-time. Winds are whistling and it’s snowing sideways and raining straight down, if one can imagine that.

I was supposed to complete this errand Monday but they’d not processed it. This morning I walked about eight blocks to get there for pickup.

Perhaps you remember, especially if you grew up in the NE or mid-west your mother making you mittens with a string that went through your coat. I’ve one better, My Auntie L made woolen balaclavas that only showed our eyes and we could pull it up over our noses.

To walk eight blocks I wore, bottom up, Sketchers suede shoes with great traction on the ice, SmartWool socks (new ones with pattern that are very comfortable), nylon workout pants, Pipeline plaid ski pants to go with…

a cotton camisole, a polar tec anorak from Tiso bought in Scotland when we were there, an 800 fill Marmot ski jacket and a polar tec vest atop that. Plus wool cap (thanks Doug in Park City) and microfiber gloves, orangy-red, to go with cap, scarf (made by Auntie L in pinks and orangy-reds and gloves). It is not that cold or I would’ve gone with the fur Cossack hat and waterproof gloves and perhaps snow boots. I don’t know, living in the cold has allowed us to expand our repertoire to include everything from rain to snow to ice and beyond. Think Buzz Lightyear. To Infinity……… and Beyond!

When I arrived there I was about to say that if our order was not ready yet again, I would cancel it or they would have to deliver. For fun, I brought the new signature Gucci Museo bag from my father in which to carry my wallet and other items. It was my little inside joke to myself being dressed as a kindergartner off on the first snowy day.

Then, I didn’t want to dress for it. Now it takes time, especially when the dog takes me out multiple times a day but I know how to stay warm, and dry. When I grew up it was all wool. Now I check the weather online and find out temperature and wind speed and instantly know what high tech layers to don.

We do not yet have the leather face masks they use in the arctic to prevent noses from freezing and falling off, but will do so if we ever go there. Stay warm and dry and watch those winds. Cheers! Dee

Thanks and Giving

Much to do in the upcoming days. We hope to spend Thanksgiving with family about 1,500 miles away. I’ve got the trip there almost planned with strategic stops along the way so we can see the country and the people who made it great from politics to music to food.

One thing to be thankful for right now is no more negative campaign ads. Yea!

I can now focus on healthcare and financial options at work, get my husband’s oil changed. Now that I’m older and wiser (husband surprised me out at dinner with roses for my birthday) I can get that done this week.

Before we head over the river and through the woods, I wanted to thank you for reading and contributing to this venture.

I’ve been making soups and stews to go along with the cooler weather. There was a special on stew meat the other day so I got double (triple) what we needed so some is frozen for use another day. Beef Carbonnade is a staple, so is curried butternut squash soup (I added roasted carrots this time).

Another task is cleaning the grill, a messy job and one I’ll have to do before the snow sets in. We grill year-round, my husband just shovels a path out there and dons his winter jacket and cossack hat and miner’s lamp. I check done-ness and prepare “sides” in the kitchen. I’m also the official timer.

We’ve never seen a snowflake here so it’ll be an interesting first winter. As to wildlife there are tons of squirrels, I’ve seen a fox once, and there’s a wild turkey living in a park nearby. No, we’re not having this Tom to Thanksgiving dinner!

The election season is over and it’s on to other important things like making better biscuits and whether I should bring mincemeat tarts to Nanny’s. Cheers, Dee

Not WordPress Snowflakes!

WP is good enough to place (fake) snowflakes on my page over the holidays then take them off. We’ve been getting the real stuff! The big equipment has been out in force and my husband shoveled the decks today so we could grill burgers for dinner.

Not a lot to get excited for, though the ski resorts must be happy. A lot of ours melted today but will freeze overnight. Some stalwart XC skiers were out on the path today, that really needs more snow and grooming before it’s decent. Last year I believe it was packed by now with at least 18″ of snow.

Now the PIB’s (People In Black, from the Sundance Film Festival) are questioning their choices of vehicles and dress, as the snow didn’t stop until this morning and is expected to return for much of the week.

Living in the mountains for three years has been gorgeous, but we know to have two AWD vehicles with killer snow tires as well as all-year tires. Also I’ve four pair of boots: hiking; Wellies (from Scotland, Hunter Boots) for Mud Season; Crocs for taking the dog out in the morning; and hefty insulated ones for real deep snow/foul/cold weather. If you come out here in stiletto’s to walk anything but a runway, you’re out of luck.

I also have four hats, including a new Cossack hat my husband bought me before Christmas. That’s the warmest. And four pair of winter gloves starting with liners and going up to heavy duty that I couldn’t possibly drive in.

Now, as soon as we both (forget my husband, he had everything he needed eons before me or even planning to come out west) get everything, we can’t possibly look at going to another climate!

Our economy needs the snow. I drove in a blizzard to get one shirt to the cleaner. I can cook dinner and wash a shirt, but for interview time it’s best to leave it to a professional. I was working the windshield wipers, back wiper, and both defrosts while dodging clueless people in the middle of the street (the sidewalks were shoveled) and drivers backing out without ever having any visual contact.

When I returned a neighbor said that he trusts himself driving in this, just not anyone else. I agree wholeheartedly! Cheers, Dee