About to be, anyway. I just want you to know that skiers everywhere enjoying The Greatest Snow on Earth need to thank me. We’ve had a dry winter but as soon as I sent six pairs of boots (hiking to rain to mud to snow and heavy snow) on a truck East, it started to snow and it hasn’t stopped. Last year whenever I wore my snowflake sweater, it snowed. But it snowed a lot last year.
Don’t tell anyone, they’ll just bring me back and make me threaten to move out of the State again! Wait, the State and ski resorts may pay me well for this service, I may look into it. State seer. Oh no, that’s Brigham Young. State snow predictor? Who knows?
A neighbor called yesterday and said she has boots to borrow so I can take out our dog Zoe. Another neighbor is planning a going-away party for us Saturday night, at our place. They’re having painting done that day and I think this will be more suitable than a restaurant, cozier by the fire.
We have met some very good folks out here in the mountains, and they (and the mountains) will be missed. Our birds have let me know it’s OK to go, however, a lone Greater Sandhill Crane flew above my car last weekend en route to having the last best burger in the State. I think he showed up early to search for a date (they mate for life) as our couple will probably be here by the end of the month.
The male redwing blackbirds are calling out for a hot date. In my mind, that’s where uniform epaulets came from, as the brighter the red and yellow on the bird’s wings, the more likely he is to get lucky. I already know about buttons on the uniform sleeves, to keep them from wiping their noses!
Nothing’s changed. I just got a text to help with a sweet Lab pup. Luckily I’m a pro because there was no collar and I had to loop the leash to take him out. Then he tried to get my gloves and a pair of socks. True gentleman that he is, he dropped them when asked.
And it’s still snowing! They’re shoveling right now (we’re in a ski condo where HOA fees pay for plowing and shoveling).
So we’re off to the Great Lakes, Lake Michigan, on Sunday. Luckily we have a great car dog, who’s not allowed in my husband’s car but is in my SUV. She even has a 4″ orthopedic bed back there. Great sleeper, too, she only pops her head up on an off-ramp.
The wind has picked up considerably and I’m hoping we won’t have to drive through serious snow this weekend. All I can do is hope. The only place I control the weather is here! (Just kidding, of course).
Our stuff is arriving tomorrow or Friday and we’re not ready for it but my husband will get a truck and pick it up and place it in local storage until I arrive next week.
We have a very small, but nice place for three months with a city view on the 17th floor. I think Zoe’s walk schedule might change. Two really long walks and two short ones, like here but factoring in an elevator. I don’t think in eight years she’s ever been on one! Her nails are trimmed, I gave her a bath and she just needs a good combing and we’re good to go.
I feel as if I’m leaving you, and I’m not. I just may have to take a day or three off. With good wishes for you and your family, I say Cheers! from Dee
Cooking with Dee 