On Friday when Beth and I went to my Little Cohas Brook cache, she lamented that she had left her snow pants and sleds at school. I told her that if she remembered to bring them home on Saturday, I would take her to the sand pit today. So she did remember.
I joined her on the sled for several runs, and we had a lot of fun. I also realized that I was standing only 50 feet or so from her geocache (Sand, Sand, Sand!) and that I had a geocoin in my camera bag. I picked it up in Arizona, and its goal was to travel far and wide. According to the geocaching web site, I moved it 2,125.11 miles, which accounts for about two thirds of its total traveled distance. If it’s still there next week I will move it again to a cache that gets visited more often.
We sledded for about an hour and then hiked back to the house (she in her boots, me in my snowshoes, and Penny on her four paws). On the way home, Beth suggested that we go to Dairy Queen to get some Blizzards. She is her mother’s daughter.
When we got home I replaced our mailbox. Last summer some kid went down the road with a baseball bat whacking every mailbox along his path (including ours). Ours was still usable, but on one particularly rainy day this winter (would that it could have been a snowy day instead!) we found that he had compromised its ability to protect our mail from inclement weather. So we bought a replacement. Problem is, I didn’t have daylight available to put it in place.
Until today.
The old one was bolted onto a frame, and I managed to twist the bolts in half while trying to get them off. So I had to go back down to the basement to find some different bolts. Then back out to the mailbox again. In short order the job was done, and I took the family to the Dairy Queen in Franklin for some blizzards.
We had already suggested DQ to Va, and she thought that they were not open during the winter. So she checked into it and found that they are closed through February. This is March. So off we went, all five of us.
Nothing like ice cream on a sledding day. š
March 5, 2012 at 2:21 am
Sledding and Ice Cream. A winning combination to me.
March 5, 2012 at 7:21 am
I should have known it would come to this. When I was courting Va, she suggested we go for ice cream during a huge snowstorm at Murray State.
March 5, 2012 at 8:04 pm
When I used to get ill a bowl of Chocoloate Ice Cream would fix me right up. Always made me feel better. Worked so well I don’t get sick any more. Va is a smart gal.
March 5, 2012 at 8:18 pm
She’s smarter than I am.
March 5, 2012 at 1:38 pm
I’d have to agree that ice cream is good at any time of year, and sliding is always fun. Looks like the sand pit would be a good place for target practicing too.
March 5, 2012 at 1:46 pm
Judging by the number of gunshots I can hear from my house coming from that direction, along with the number of spent shells I find at the bottom of the sand pit, I would conclude that it must be a good place for target practice.
March 5, 2012 at 8:40 pm
I think if it were my land and people didn’t pick up their spent shell casings, I’d put up a no tresspassing sign.
March 5, 2012 at 8:44 pm
It’s city property. I do pick them up when I find them. It would be pretty easy to fill a pickup truck with all the trash that’s left there.
March 5, 2012 at 2:19 pm
Sledding holds lots of great memories from childhood. And I’ll admit that DQ does too!
March 5, 2012 at 2:24 pm
It was a perfect combination. š
March 5, 2012 at 9:24 pm
Blizzards in winter. Makes perfect sense!
March 5, 2012 at 9:29 pm
Hot chocolate makes even more sense though. She likes that too.
March 6, 2012 at 7:08 am
What flavors of blizzards? Jim’s like mms, Mine butterfingers, Beck’s is oreo
March 6, 2012 at 7:13 am
Cookie dough (Va) Extreme Chocolate (all my kids) and Heath (me).