Sadderday
Dearest,
I had a bad day yesterday, remembering last year on my birthday, remembering you. I was feeling mightily sorry for myself and was feeling royally misused and abused. Did some banking today and you’re now ready to start paying bills. I was looking for the storage card and key that you had and still cannot find them. Found some other stuff though and took a trip down memory lane when I chanced upon your itinerary for one of our trips.
I spent three hours today on snow management. Three hours of chopping (ice), shoveling, scraping, raking (the roof), and blowing the snow around. I am so sore, I can’t believe it. My wrist hurts so bad that I can hardly type. I know if you were here we’d be packing. As our friend in Jamaica asked “Snow? what’s that like?”
Some one asked if icicles were pretty (online) so I decided to post some pictures of icicles for the poor underprivileged folks who never have to deal with them. Well, don’t you know, while taking the pictures, I bumped one with my head and it proceeded to slide down the back of my neck, inside all my layers of shirts, all the way to my waist. I got so pissed that I took the snow shovel and mowed them all down. Felt good! Warmed me up! Seriously, I can no longer do this, snow on snow , on snow. Enough already!
Kristin and the grandsons are coming over tomorrow, so I have to be up early to get the grocery shopping done. Should be a fun day though. The grandsons always cheer me up.
Till the snow stops falling, Your Ken
I had a bad day yesterday, remembering last year on my birthday, remembering you. I was feeling mightily sorry for myself and was feeling royally misused and abused. Did some banking today and you’re now ready to start paying bills. I was looking for the storage card and key that you had and still cannot find them. Found some other stuff though and took a trip down memory lane when I chanced upon your itinerary for one of our trips.
I spent three hours today on snow management. Three hours of chopping (ice), shoveling, scraping, raking (the roof), and blowing the snow around. I am so sore, I can’t believe it. My wrist hurts so bad that I can hardly type. I know if you were here we’d be packing. As our friend in Jamaica asked “Snow? what’s that like?”
Some one asked if icicles were pretty (online) so I decided to post some pictures of icicles for the poor underprivileged folks who never have to deal with them. Well, don’t you know, while taking the pictures, I bumped one with my head and it proceeded to slide down the back of my neck, inside all my layers of shirts, all the way to my waist. I got so pissed that I took the snow shovel and mowed them all down. Felt good! Warmed me up! Seriously, I can no longer do this, snow on snow , on snow. Enough already!
Kristin and the grandsons are coming over tomorrow, so I have to be up early to get the grocery shopping done. Should be a fun day though. The grandsons always cheer me up.
Till the snow stops falling, Your Ken
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I\'m sorry yesterday was such a bad day. I am still amazed how large those icicles are. My goodness. Thank you for posting the pictures. You made my day :) Sending you hugs and hoping tomorrow is better :) Renee\'
Ken,
Happy Birthday. One year older, wiser, sadder, yes... but still, it is your birthday and it is a day that should be celebrated. Life is a gift don\'t we of all people know that more than any one? Have a wonderful day with your grandlittles for in them we can find joy and the future.
Linda
Ken, Every time you post I get to giggle about something. I can just feel those icecicles going down your back. Here in Illinois we get a lot of ice so I have learned to stay away from them as much as possible. Glad to hear your grandsons are coming to visit. You know that they are are reason for living don\'t you. Diane
lol...miss the icicles, haven\'t seen real ones in 5 years, miss the snow also but too much of it is a bear....take it easy, be careful in the cold, snow and on the ice...keeping you in my thoughts and prayers... Happy Birthday....hugs, Sandi