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Okay...I may have only one X chromosome...|
...but that has nothing to do with why prettypammie's Prius is in the ditch next to our driveway.
Let me explain...No, no...It is too much. Let me sum up.
Tomorrow is trash day. It has been raining steadily since last night. I was "incorrectly" using the two trash cans which were up at the house, one huge, one small. The other small can was still down at the barn site. [Who knew? Not I. We started the trash service after I broke my foot...this is the first week I felt game enough to try.] I had perched the big can on the trunk lid, but of course it fell off. So I got the small can down to the side, threw the other small can in the trunk, and drove up to retrieve it. Only being 50% up the driveway, I figured I'd just back down instead of driving up to the house to the turn-around. Mistake. Big mistake. Huge.
I started to "diverge" from the roadway, stopped and tried to pull back up. At this point I started to slide laterally, a la the infamous Tractor in a Tree saga. Despite some protests from the neighborhood of my bifurcated fifth upper meta-tarsal, I wrestle the big trash can out of the car, up the ditch, and onto the driveway, lightening the load. Maybe I can now work my way back to the road, but use gravity as my friend and go down and back? Nope. More lateral slideage.
Crap. The cans were too big to use the crutch. My crutch is all the [expletive deleted] way up the hill at the house. Well, I can either shut the door, recline the seat, and wait for Pam to realize I never made it back and come investigate, or I can walk up the hill.
So I walk.
Regaining the house, my crutch, and the stairs, I relate to Pam in the best dead-pan I can muster: "Madam, the Office of Domestic Waste Management regrets to inform you that your car is in the ditch."
Current Mood: waiting for the tow truck
Current Music: Weird Al Yankovic - Don't Download This Song
It took me exactly one winter on our farm before I figured out why most farmers had 4-wheel drive trucks. And even at that, I once had to unroll 20 yards of chain-link fence to get enough traction to pull a horse trailer up out of a muddy pasture.
|Date:||November 13th, 2006 05:59 am (UTC)|| |
Yeah...we have the Prius for commuting...
For the record, I wanted to get the big 90 gal rolling trash containers, and not try and put the 30 gal cans in the car.
Yeah, the big F-250 sucks gas bigtime, and the only reason I ended up commuting in it for a while was that my Escort station wagon started dying. But, there were days when the only way we could get to the end of our driveway was in something with high ground clearance and 4WD.
But yes, in slippery conditions, on-foot is often the best way to travel, and wheeled trash cans are going to be an easier way to move lots of trash.
Well, if Pete is doing it he is welcome to use any trash cans he wants. It's a good distance down the hill, and I prefer to use two small cans since I can just stick them in the trunk of the car and drive them down.
Mind you, he also mistakenly threw out my shipping boots. I had them in a trash bag to protect the car, but not in a trash location, but Pete wanted to police the house...
I'm sure I could have pulled the car out with the tractor, but I was miserably ill last night and tanked on Rx cough medicine.
Hey, do you still have sheep? Q has been telling me he wants sheep, although personally I would rather have alpacas (except for the price)...
No more sheep, horses, llama, chickens, pig, etc. Still have a few dogs. If you decide to get a few sheep, what I would recommend is this: find a sheep farm, and around lambing season (late January - early April), ask if they have any "bottle lambs" (lambs whose mothers abandoned them, and so the farmers may be bottle feeding them themselves). I'd get two at a time, as more might be hard to manage, and one would be lonely. By bottle feeding them, they'll be more used to human contact. Some (non-bottle-fed) sheep will be ok with human contact, some won't, but the bottle-fed sheep will always be a bit more friendly. One of the things I miss most about the farm is watching the lambs play
I've heard alpacas are more friendly than llamas, but our llama (Arthur) was pretty skittish... though I'm not sure how representative he was.
|Date:||November 14th, 2006 12:54 pm (UTC)|| |
I would concur... get bottle feeding sheep. They are always much more friendly. My grandfather always had sheep (up until a couple of years ago) and I used to LOVE to go and watch while they were lambing, and then to love the lambs play. They didn't eat them, though, they used them solely to keep the field grass down in the nut tree grove. They always had about 5 or 6 sheep, and would sell the lambs every year (until the parents got too old, then would 'recycle' them.)
|Date:||November 13th, 2006 06:43 am (UTC)|| |
Yike! Glad you're OK - hope the car is too! (You sure you'll be able to walk by mid-January?...)
I recommend a tractor.
Or perhaps a horse.