Lovin’ Leroy…

It is quite an interesting commentary on one’s life when one’s emotional state is so heavily tied to snow removal.  Today our street, a cul-de-sac, had a mean-sized drift at its entrance/exit point.  I didn’t realize this until after I used my lead foot to ensure that I would essentially launch out of my driveway this morning and fly over the drifts that had accumulated there during an evening and early morning of blowing snow.

I live toward the end of the cul-de-sac and it wasn’t until I made my way around the snow pile in the middle of the cul-de-sac that I saw the minivan stuck in the giant drift at the the street’s exit.  There was also a truck stopped to the side of the minivan – not sure how stuck they were.  Having just launched from my driveway less than a minute before, I  was  fairly optimistic that with enough speed I could likewise fly over that hurdle too.   I think I was channeling Evel Knievel as I was feeling like quite the lucky daredevil. Alas, after a few minutes of watching a decent sized group of folks trying to free the minivan to no avail I rethought by bravado and retreated back down the street like the sissy girl I am in real life (channeling Marcia Brady).

Well, long story short and and two hours later, a few calls to West Fargo’s Public Works Department resulted in me being on the phone with Leroy begging him to send someone to clear the killer drift.  Leroy confirmed my street and said he’d send someone out as soon as he could.  I was so excited to hear that help was on the way that I told Leroy that I loved him.  He didn’t seem to know how to take that statement and just replied, “Okay.”  I bet he gets that a lot this time of year…don’t ya’ think??

Anyway, it wasn’t even 15 minutes after that conversation that the snow plow made short order of the drift that had been holding me hostage for two hours.  To say I was grateful is an understatement…I was ready to have someone’s baby…I was damn grateful.  And yes…I know that this year is supposed to be one of the snowiest winters this area has seen for awhile…it could get pretty ugly…don’t be surprised when I actually do have someone’s baby (at least you’ll understand how it happened – there is one awkward conversation out of the way).  The good news is I already have a baby name picked out – La Niña.  Gee, I hope it’s a girl…if not that boy will have to be one tough hombre…or have a really big plow. ;-)

Day five hundred and twelve of the new forty – obla di obla da

Ms. C

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I teach at NDSU...but I remain a student of life with all the enthusiasm that entails. My favorite saying is, "Sometimes you have to take the leap and build your wings on the way down." In the new forty that is what I am doing...building my wings.
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