Smokey backed my car into a hole next to the driveway a couple days ago (coulda happened to anyone). We spent a bit of time this afternoon getting it out. Da Yeep is broken, his 4WD Subaru tried but couldn't do it. A neighbor with a 4WD pickup happened by (what a delightful coincidence!) and pulled it out. As I was watching them I wished I had a camera — blog fodder! Then I remembered I had my iPod in my pocket.
Here is what I tweeted.
It took a number of tries and an additional, longer tow rope to allow the pickup to be farther up the driverway on the flat part instead of on the hill. But my car is now free.
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I have a cold. Later I will call the hospital and try to find out if this URI crud so bad that they will have to postpone the surgery. I do not have much hope that I will be able to get a definitive answer on a Sunday. So we will have to get up @ 4:30 am on Monday to get to the hospital by 6 am, the time I was told to be there. And perhaps end up driving back home.
Crap.
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Read this blog post and the comments.
It is hard for me to believe there is so much hatred in the world, in this country, in high schools, on the internet, everywhere. My life is filled with love and it seems that the blogs I read reflect a similar condition in others' lives. How terrible not to have that love, only hatred.
Pondering.
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Seen on Twitter (wait for it).
kmkat & her kneedles 
Glad you got your car out.
I only skimmed that article… too sad to read.
Hope you feel better instantaneously. And that things go well tomorrow.
You wouldn’t think that something so fluffy and innocent-looking as snow could be so incapacitating… But argh! I’ve been caught in several snowtraps, myself, so I can empathize.
Good luck with the cold. And the surgery.
Good luck tomorrow – hoping you either get a call back today or that things can move forward tomorrow.
Good luck tomorrow. I’m not sure whether to hope you just get the surgery over or get sent home to get over the URI crud. Hang in.
“After being upset by something a friend passively sub-statused my way on facebook, I told my dad about it. He said, “If someone is pushing your buttons, remove the buttons.” I deleted him on FB right after that. If he wants to be mean, he can it in person.”
We have a winner. (from the comments there.) I’m really fucking old, and I’m still learning this. Wish we could put this stuff up in high schools instead of Go! Team!
Good luck with the phone thing, and if you have to go over there for nothing, at least stop for a great breakfast on the way home.