INKLINGS

A SONG OF ICE AND COLD

We drove about 200 miles today to see our grandson baptized. In fact, Dee Ice was the one who baptized him. We left early, as snow was forecast, and we drove through about 12 miles of a snowstorm, then the weather and roads looked pretty clear. We took the grandson and his family to lunch afterwards - McDonald's, because the kids never get to go and they wanted to play on the play place. When I asked them what they wanted to order, 2 grandsons told me ice cream. I vetoed that right away and told them they had to have food. I guess I am a mean grandma, but those kids lived with me for a total of 16 months and you think they would have known me better than to even ask. I think they had a good time there, and you will be happy to know that as they finished up, I took them up to the counter and bought them ice cream, but only the ones who'd eaten their food ( I didn't care if they ate their french fries or drinks). So I had to make 3 trips to the counter before they all got their ice cream, but the lady taking our order was loving it. Dee Ice hurt his back somehow and was hurting bad enough that we left for home about 1:30. I drove. This time we had enough snowstorm that I think we only had about 12 miles of good weather. When we were going through the canyon and it was getting scary, Dee Ice asked me if I was managing the driving okay. Then he said, "Never mind, I forget that you're used to it." I am. I used to live in Flaming Gorge, and we lived on the top of the mountain. I have driven in many a white-out where you had to look at the reflector posts to stay on the road. Compared to that, today was a piece of cake.

posted by Inklings @ 6:11 PM