There's snow way you can keep us down.
Mar. 1st, 2007 11:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Or snowed in, I guess.
We'd been out of milk all day, and I finally braved the roads with the boys this evening to run and get some. I'd called a few places beforehand, as I didn't want to get all the way somewhere and find them closed, their milk trapped inside behind locked doors.
So we got in the car. And we backed out of the clear driveway and onto the street, and we set off. A-aaa-annndd wwwwwww-we sttt-taaaarr-tted bu-ummmmmpp-ppping arrrr-rrround ssoommme-th-thinggg likkkke tth-thiiiss.
The icy roads were quite bumpy, in case you couldn't tell. ;-) The boys were talking to one another, and I felt a bit guilty, but I explained to them that I needed them to be very quiet - that the roads were icy, and it was dark and that made me nervous, so I needed lots of quiet so that I could concentrate on the roads.
And they didn't utter another peep, either one of them. Once we pulled into the convenience store, we all hopped out and headed in together to get the milk. I bought a gallon of regular milk, and we each picked up small containers of flavored milks as a treat (chocolate for both me and A.J. and strawberry for Jack). Then we trooped back to the car and loaded up again.
I drove a different route home so that I wouldn't have to contend with the ice-covered hill entering Lockbourne Drive. We took it very slow - never getting above 20mph - and we made it easily back home with the new route. As we pulled into the garage again and I shut off the car, A.J. wiped his brow and said, "Whew! I'm so glad we made it back home. Those bumps were really scary!"
And we all laughed about it as we came inside to eat. We talked over 'Grandma's Chicken and Vegetable Rice Bake,' and we enjoyed our milks.
I feel accomplished. :-)

We'd been out of milk all day, and I finally braved the roads with the boys this evening to run and get some. I'd called a few places beforehand, as I didn't want to get all the way somewhere and find them closed, their milk trapped inside behind locked doors.
So we got in the car. And we backed out of the clear driveway and onto the street, and we set off. A-aaa-annndd wwwwwww-we sttt-taaaarr-tted bu-ummmmmpp-ppping arrrr-rrround ssoommme-th-thinggg likkkke tth-thiiiss.
The icy roads were quite bumpy, in case you couldn't tell. ;-) The boys were talking to one another, and I felt a bit guilty, but I explained to them that I needed them to be very quiet - that the roads were icy, and it was dark and that made me nervous, so I needed lots of quiet so that I could concentrate on the roads.
And they didn't utter another peep, either one of them. Once we pulled into the convenience store, we all hopped out and headed in together to get the milk. I bought a gallon of regular milk, and we each picked up small containers of flavored milks as a treat (chocolate for both me and A.J. and strawberry for Jack). Then we trooped back to the car and loaded up again.
I drove a different route home so that I wouldn't have to contend with the ice-covered hill entering Lockbourne Drive. We took it very slow - never getting above 20mph - and we made it easily back home with the new route. As we pulled into the garage again and I shut off the car, A.J. wiped his brow and said, "Whew! I'm so glad we made it back home. Those bumps were really scary!"
And we all laughed about it as we came inside to eat. We talked over 'Grandma's Chicken and Vegetable Rice Bake,' and we enjoyed our milks.
I feel accomplished. :-)

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Date: 2007-03-02 06:06 am (UTC)