megastir
Mega means big or large
stir because I like to mix it up
Monday, December 02, 2002 :::
I have gas hands. No entry for several days. Fortunately I have been busy accomplishing many of the things on the list I made a few posts back. Got gasoline all over my gloves on a cold dark Wednesday evening going through the typical north-eastern ritual of boosting a frozen truck. I got my blue 4-runner back to my suburban garage. Need to get the transmission lines checked there is a leak. Fuckin' battery is dead too, but that may just be from the minus 20 temps in this god forsaken country.
Sent out a wedding present too. Only 5 months after the affair...... not bad for me really.
Moved around all kinds of sports equipment. Windsurfers snowboards skiis blah blah blah hopefully I have everything in the right places. Got all my accounting work caught up paid off various insurance bills etc. So I was feeling pretty on it.
I even went out xc skiing on the weekend we had maybe 15 cms of fresh at the lake. I carted the kids up through a vicious snowstorm when we got to the lake it was 11 pm and a blizzard. I sent the kids up to turn on the satellite TV. My hope was the gentle flickering would soothe them. After carrying up multiple bags of stuff and retrieving several loads of firewood, I was horrified to learn that the dish was covered in sticky snow so the satellite signal was all messed up. DAMN! Life would not be worth living without the precious idiot box. Stuffed the kids into bed and collapsed on the couch to watch a flickering digital drop-out picture repeat of the Leafs game.
Got a fitful sleep wondering if the snow would melt off the dish in time to save me from climbing the roof. It did and we all awoke to a puking snowstorm (still) and we had our bacon & eggs by the warmth of our favorite cartoons. Thank goodness!
Finally after clearing several hundred pounds of snow off the lake for a skating rink that I will probably never use this season. I dragged the kids away from their indoor pursuits of TV & video games and we hit the trails. Several kilometers later we stopped for a picnic. It was great. We skied home and had dinner. They went to bed and I collapsed surrounded by newspapers & my beloved satellite TV. Woke up in the middle of the night threw a few more logs on the stove and passed out.
Sunday was spent flooding the rink on the lake and hiking around the bush. Cleaned up packed up and stuffed the whole enchilada into the truck turned the ignition... nothing FUCK! Tried a few of the clever car tricks you learn in the frozen wasteland up here and the gods were smiling on me as I achieved ignition and we all drove home for a diner of Rainbow trout. Life is good.......
Although now it's Monday morning and the forecast is for minus 29 with wind-chill tonight, that's Celsius for you Americans out there and I tell you that's fucking cold. I have Christmas shopping to do plus our washing machine is fucked so we need a new one of those.
So the point of this rambling post is my new list for this week.
1. Make a dent in the Christmas shopping
2. Buy a new washing machine or fix the old one
3. Pay tax bills (I think I had that one on my last list)
4. Bathtub caulking
5. Close up cottage
6. ride bike to work (hopefully)