At least with any accumulation. I do like the first snow fall, especially if it is after turkey day and before Christmas, kind of like Mother Nature joining in the holiday mood. But it also brings out a lot of stress.....cut for self-indulgent hip angst.... ( Read more... )

So I watch the weather reports, put the car in the garage last night so I can actually get to it, into it, (thanks to the new automatic garagedoor opener, yipee!) and out of the driveway without having to try and keep my balance in the snow (I have none at this time). Make it through the batcave opening (large branch weighted down over the drive so it feels like you are going in/out of the batcave, kind of cool except when you can't see any other cars coming) and over the mounds of snow at the top of our driveway out onto a very partially plowed mainstreet (supposed to be an emergency snow route), to the highway (not to bad, except for the nuts) and actually get to work about my normal time, 7 am, to secure one of the few parking spots my hip can manage at this point. But making it TO work does not mean I can make it INto work. Nothing was plowed, nothing was shoveled and they had about as much snow as we had at home, 5-6 inches. I waited for 45 mintues but after watching several folks slipping and slidding and 2 actually falling as they tried to walk in from the parking lots, I gave up, called my boss on the cell and told him I tried but was not going to make it. He offered to try and help me to the door when he made it in but the thought of me landing on top of the chair of our department in a pile of wet, slushy, dirty snow was not appealing for some reason so I declined. He said he understood :). Once I got out of the lot, drive home was a little better and got the car back into the garage with no problem. I hadn't realized how tense I had been about dealing with all this until I had been home about an hour and had really unwound, and feel instently asleep (with a cat on my lap of course). One of the things I had been hoping for with scheduling the surgery in mid-December was to avoid any weather like this until I was better able to deal with it. The Universe just haaaaad to go and throw one at me, sigh. Hope this will be the only one.

Looking out at the streets now they seem to have improved so I'm hoping, if the in-laws get a chance to shovel, to be able to make it to DH's family dinner tonight. Forecast for tomorrow is supposed to be a lot warmer so I'm just not going to worry about it, yet :). 23 days and counting!

And what a dreary one it is! I had hoped to be able to go out to faire yesterday on Columbus Day. When the weather is nice I like the afternoon of Columbus Day to stroll the faire as it is usually cool, the leaves have started to turn, and there are few crowds. I really want to catch the chess match and the final scenes at the gallows. It was not to be this year however as with the rain it was just too slick for my footing right now and the cold went right to the hip. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for this saturday.

One weekend to go and I still have some sewing projects on the 'to do' list. Managed to get Angelbedwell's bodice done for saturday, still have another to finish but that is for a wedding the weeekend after faire, bride is coming over for a fitting on friday. It is projects like these that remind me how spoiled I get sewing for DH, when I need to check a fitting I can just yell :)! Just a couple of small projects to do for him that he didn't want until the last weekend, then it will be time to clean out the sewing table of rennfaire fabrics and start getting ready to help LR with costumes for her medieval feast in December. T-tunics! I can do those in my sleep :).

And I got the discouraging news Sunday that the last minute project I did the friday night before faire opened, was delivered to PB saturday morning, who passed it on to the person that the request originated with, who promptly lost it. Sigh. PB, bless her, had not wanted to tell me as she knew I worked it up at the last minute for her, so she scrambled the next week to make another as best she could.