snow melt contest #2 update

Well, one would think that after the monsoon of rain we had today that the snow pile would be gone gone gone.

But no,
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I know it doesn’t look like much, but there really is still a fair amount of ice under that sand.
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What was that crunchy sound coming from on the downslope side of the ice?
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Hundreds of snails, maybe thousands. It’s not as though it is dry everywhere else. It has been rather wet here in general and wickedly so today.

I wondered what kind of trash was left… it was pretty much what one would expect,

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So while I was standing there wondering if the crayon box was related to the photo of the boy, and eww, the diaper, I heard (over the din of the rain) a new sound. The low deep sound of a heavy motor running and I thought crap. Especially when I looked up the hill and saw the blue lights, but thankfully they weren’t flashing. I boogied my butt up there, all soaking wet through the thigh high wet grass and puddles, and yes indeed, it was johnny law. You see, I wasn’t parked in the parking lot, I’d pulled over on the wrong side of the lane. I was gone all of 8 minutes or so. But this wasn’t just any ordinary law, it was capitol security. Who knew they had nothing better to do at 5:30 on a Friday than bother me? Maybe it was because he’d already been to the donut shop. Because clearly he had. More than a few extra pounds, missing a few teeth from all that sugar… On another day I might’ve thought him reasonable when he asked “couldn’t you park in the parking lot, I mean it’s right here“…. but today I was peevish. I told him the grass was shorter where I was parked and it was wet. He didn’t ticket me (and I know they are quick to do so having received one for parking a foot over the line, but do they take responsibility for ice crushing my car? of course not). He did follow me off the property. Pisser.

So speaking of peevish. I let some guy totally get under my skin at the gym today. You ever encounter somebody who just irritates you for no good reason? He’s one of those. And then some months ago he irritated me for a reason. I was taking some basic martial arts class at the work gym. I figured it might be entertaining. And it was, reasonably so. One day the instructor had us doing something like side kicks. I did them in full proper old fashioned form versus the modified pseudo side kick we were presented with. This guy says to the instructor “she’s doing it wrong“. I turned to him, and trying to keep my voice from sounding too bitchy, but totally bristling with 25 years of experience and a third degree black belt instructor tone, and said “don’t worry about me, I well know how to do a side kick“.

I’ve been going to that full body workout on fridays, and I don’t have that trouble of nearly falling over when I take my underpants off anymore. Today I had all sorts of crazy energy. Squats? Oh yeah baby, give me more (not really), but I was dancing around between everything to that gawdawful music from the late 70′s and early 80′s (thinking, this is what we’ll be listening to at our HS reunion in the fall). We finish with ab work. We talk back a lot to the instructor, he likes it. So I’m telling him, 50 more! c’mon! And this asshole guy says she must not be doing it right she isn’t sore. Now the instructor is at least 20 years younger than me, and male, and stronger, and faster. But I know that I am more flexible (even in my relatively decrepit state), and I likely have as good or better balance, and it is well within the realm of possible that I can keep up with him in ab work. I just couldn’t figure out how to say so to this guy without sounding like a total bitch.

Snow melt? Oh yeah, it looks like it might just be kat that wins it, but I’ll keep you posted…

Still have some of that crazy energy… maybe another glass of wine will settle me for bed?

7 Responses so far

  1. 1

    Tanya said,

    June 19, 2009 @ 7:02 pm

    lol at the snails and the fuzz escort! Bummer on my guess….dang heat waves!! smile

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    Chris said,

    June 19, 2009 @ 8:12 pm

    Don’t get arrested for your contest! ;) Oh, I totally know what you mean about the person who irritates for no good reason – and then for good reasons. Maybe you could be his partner in class and kick his ass.

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    Memere AKA Cindy AKA Mom said,

    June 19, 2009 @ 9:19 pm

    As my friend and neighbor says, kick his ass! Go in there some day in your instructor uniform with your 3rd degree black belt and show him up for what he is – a TOTAL JERK! AND – you can tell him Memere sent you! Ohhhhh, toooooo funny! Love from your mother.

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    Gramily said,

    June 22, 2009 @ 6:13 pm

    a good Larry David episode here….

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    Blogless Carrie said,

    June 22, 2009 @ 9:33 pm

    Ah — sounds like you have come up against The Insecure Male. I find them highly annoying, too. Whatever you do, don’t try to play co-ed softball or volleyball with types like this…it might end poorly…for them. Hang in there!

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    Miss T said,

    June 25, 2009 @ 12:24 pm

    I love all the little mysteries that are being unearthed in that snowpile.

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    kmkat said,

    June 29, 2009 @ 3:06 pm

    I agree. Team up with that guy some day and kick his lazy ass. Challenge him to a sit-up duel or a side kick contest, whatever. And kick his butt.

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