The Flamingos like to travel when they can so now we have a seasoned 37 ft. Bounder RV to start our adventures in.I love to garden, paint, write, travel and cook and take pictures to prove it. Life has been on hold until my Mother passed on to her next life on Oct.9 2014. Now It is time to travel as I heal emotionally by returning to Gourmet cooking, Art and writing about our adventures on the road.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Snow Days and the natives are getting restless
Ya’ll staying warm enough? I’m wearing layers and a cap pretty much 24 hours a day. I discovered that there is warmer air in my upright freezer than outside my kitchen door. And it has been a mad race to keep the pipes from freezing and to help the dog have drinking water with out her little tongue being frozen to her water dish! I’m trying to figure out why I should bring in my yard dog so she won’t freeze to death in this bitter cold, yet the tiniest of birds can survive without any help from me and they stay in little stick nests up in the branches of bare trees!
The kids were all excited to have ‘snow days’ just two days after the winter break was over. Parents all over the area could be heard groaning when they heard those words on the weather report because you know you can only have so many days of kids being home before the natives get a full blown case of cabin fever and start attacking!
I was working in the Amory area all day Wednesday and it was about 7:30 in the evening when I decided I might need to pick up some bread and milk before I left that town. So I ducked into the Piggly Wiggly there. Unlike most people apparently, I really was out of those two items. As I was shopping, a gentleman came in and grabbed a carton of milk and stood in line. Pretty soon he was joined by a second man with milk and then a third. See the pattern? It got better. One man turned to the other and said, my wife called me and told me bad weather in on the way and to pick up some milk. The next guy said,” me too.” The third man just grinned and held up his milk and a loaf of bread. Then a fourth man gets in line with bread and milk and he said, “my wife called me too. We don’t even drink milk!”
I just chuckled at them and went on buying my ingredients for making the menu for the week” chili, a chicken pie, stir-fried chicken and stewed potato soup. The shelves were pretty bare as I tried to find all the things on my grocery list. There were no loaves of bread so I just bought bread mix and decided to bake my own. The poor little girl that checked me out said that it had been busier than the day before Christmas.
After I paid and got back in the van with my purchases I chuckled at the logic of buying a carton of milk and a loaf of bread to prepare for bad weather. Why is it when we hear the words snow storm that we buy things that we don’t even use? And just how far does one expect to get with a single carton of milk and a loaf of bread? I thought that might have been a little male logic going on there.
I was pleasantly surprised to see the white stuff on the ground the next morning. It threw a monkey wrench into my work week but it was nice to have a snow day and to cook the nice pot of chili and the chicken pot pie. The hot bread and fresh lemon cake and steaming mug of coffee helped me get over the fact that pipes might be freezing and that there were teenagers upstairs and the natives were getting restless!
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