Snow Math: 6-inches In Sonora = 1-foot in Arnold

We had an unplanned trip down the mountain to Sonora today,  so I ended up watching the snowstorm hit through the ophthalmologist’s office windows. Oh man, it was awesome. Huge flakes and small flakes poured from the sky, as if the angels were having a marathon pillow fight.

The snow did not stop coming down the entire 2-hours I sat there. I was already nervous about my hubby’s condition, and now I worried we wouldn’t get home. If it was snowing down here at 2,000 feet, Lord only knew what was happening in Arnold at 4000 feet .

When we left the doctor’s office there was 6-inches piled up. The roads were passable, if you could get around the stuck cars. It was also getting dark quickly. It took and an hour and a half to get to Parrots Ferry road, and another 40 minutes to highway 4. The snow plows had been at work so the highway was snow free. Now we could go 25-miles per hour!

It was scary because the snow was already filling in the scraped pavement as we went up the mountain. That, and on-coming traffic lights blinded hubby and I was in charge of keeping us on the road. That drive seemed to drag on forever.

When we finally got to Arnold, the roads seemed chosen at random whether to be plowed or not.  Our street was not one of the chosen. Hubby, of course, had his big-assed truck (Ford F-150) with 4-wheel drive, so we were able to make it up our twisty road.  Thank God a large truck  turned around at the dead-end, otherwise we would have had no sign of where the street even was. There was over a foot of snow blanketing the roads and drop-offs equally.

Now sitting in a chair by the wood-burning stove, talking to you guys, I can relax. Maybe. My nerves were strung tighter than a hooker’s dress for 5-hours. It’s too dark to take pictures, so I’m going to bed now. Good-Night & Sleep Not-so-tight,

BTW – Hubby’s eye is doing better now – the surgeon said he had a small retinal detachment that was causing his blurry and poor vision in his right eye. We refer to this eye as his “good” eye because the left one has undergone several retinal repairs, which we call his “bad” eye.   Hubby had a minor laser surgery to “weld” the retina back in place. On his right “formerly good” eye.

More Things I’ve Learned About Mountain Living

My education continues, along with NaNoWriMo avoidance… (3,630 words so far – I broke my rule about reading/editing  it before December and decreased my count by 780.)  Sigh.  I have NOT given up writing – just reading 😉

There is something suspicious about winter. People ask me “will this be your first winter up here?”  When I reply “Yes”, they smile and nod, then change the subject. I have seriously begun to stock my pantry.

Dramamine is my new best friend. Everywhere we go there is a nauseatingly twisted road to get there.

Retire as soon as you possibly can!! Knitting, in your pj’s, sipping hot coffee, by a blazing wood-burning stove, is heavenly. Especially so on a business day morning  😉

Just when you think I thought winter arrived, we have 80 degree temperatures for the next 3 weeks.

A snow frosted forest is magical. See a Video Clip taken on Oct 22nd, 2012

I still have a constant sinus headache. I’m going to start vaporizing myself. During nap-time.

Dealing With January

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That’s me. The unsuspecting one, waddling towards doom. The tall one? That’s January.

I hate January.

It’s cold, gray, wet, gloomy and depressing. If I am curled up in my “Huddler” (a 49er blanket with sleeves), by the wood burning stove, reading a great book, then January isn’t so bad. But those 3 days out of 31 aren’t enough to get over January.

I know I am being a big baby. We spoiled Californians just can’t do without the sun for more than 2 days in a row. We get squirrelly. We get irritable. It is a volatile situation, especially in the work place. A group of squirrelly and irritable co-workers do not make a happy productive team. I stay in my little office in January. I communicate via emails.

This year I am determined to make the most of January. I scheduled a trip home to see my granddaughters and have a nice long conjugal visit with my husband. I am going to get my broken tooth fixed. Get lab tests done for my doctor. Visit some good friends I have not seen since the summer. Oh, and I will get to work in my own office. At work for a change.

I made an appointment with my hairdresser for a highlight. I think I want to be a bit of a redhead for a while. I don’t even know if my hubby likes redheads (he wouldn’t dare tell me if he did – I get jealous). I’ll keep you posted on that.

I have been wanting to clean out old non-used crap at my mother’s house, but restraining myself because it will probably hurt her feelings. I will wait on that. So, when I am home and confronted with my own old non-used crap, I plan to recycle it. It goes to a charity or the dump, depending on just how crappy it really is. If I get lucky, my hubby will allow me to get rid of some of his crap. He is the one with the most crap in my opinion.

When I fly back to mom’s there will be only 1 more day of left of January. I believe I can get through this.