Wednesday, December 26, 2012


What a difference a day makes! After our sunny Christmas Eve weather, Christmas morning brought rain, sleet, and then snow.  It was either a triple decker Christmas gift or a sock of coal depending upon your point of view. Against my better judgment, we slipped and slid by auto to a friend's house for Christmas dinner.  I reasoned if her family could make it from Springfield, MO and Little Rock, surely we could make it a mile.

Taking photos on our blizzard walk.

We had a wonderful dinner and fun with our village friends and their extended family.  Thrown into the mix were two Asian exchange students.  They were loving experiencing an American Christmas. As our friend Joyce read the traditional, "T'was the Night Before Christmas" they listened intently.  It was first explained to them the REAL meaning of Christmas was the birth of Christ.

Dan measuring 8 inches....
 As the snow kept pelting down and the sun setting I grew more and more anxious.  The guys laughed off the gals' apprehension. Finally we departed for home.  As feared, the icy hill to the main street was not to be breached.  After three men strategized to no avail, (I will leave that to your imagination) I decided we should walk home.  I was so annoyed at that point I was sure my frustration would fuel any needed body heat on the cold walk home.

Our little snow covered cottage
 I fumed up the first hill.  Upon reaching the main street, my humor kicked in and giggles started.  I suggested we were making a Lifetime movie event.  Dan, I am sure, was just happy not hear an ear full of, "I told you so!"  Several folks offered us a ride but we (I) were still  more comfortable walking than riding. I was confident with the knowledge emergency rescue was just a few minutes away.

Taking a break from shoveling snow to visit with neighbors
 We made it fine and actually got too warm. It was a beautiful night. And yes, this excursion should be subtitled, "Do not attempt this at home."  We are accustomed to walking long distances.  However, a forty minute walk in a blizzard was surely the makings of a Christmas memory to recount for years to come. 

The first hill at our friend's and the one on our street were the only true trouble spots.  Much to Danno's surprise and maybe slight aggravation, I asked him to fish out his cell phone. "Why, what's wrong?" I wanted to take a picture.  Really? And with that, the score was even. The tie may have been broken when I asked, "Do 'ya wann walk around the lake this morning?" Dan;  "Ummm.....NO!"

 Praise the Lord from the earth,

you great sea creatures and all ocean depths,
 lightning and hail, snow and clouds,

stormy winds that do his bidding,
you mountains and all hills,
fruit trees and all cedars,
 wild animals and all cattle,
small creatures and flying birds,
kings of the earth and all nations,
you princes and all rulers on earth,
young men and women,
old men and children.
Let them praise the name of the Lord,
for his name alone is exalted;
his splendor is above the earth and the heavens.
And he has raised up for his people a horn,[b]
the praise of all his faithful servants,
of Israel, the people close to his heart.
Praise the Lord.
Psalm 148:7-14



Mrs. Mac said...

Sounds like a fun adventure :) Lovely cottage you have .. very nice setting. Merry Christmas

Trish said...

How lovely...glad that you made it home safe and sound!

Jada's Gigi said...

LOL...what a fun do love your little yellow cottage...and so sweet in the snow!