Sometimes I think I should set up a system so the same blog posts appear on the same day of every year. My life is so predictable. February . . starting seeds and planting. March . . watching seeds sprout and grow. June . . it’s getting dry around here. July . . it’s HOT! I’m canning everything in sight! 
Last week someone mentioned one of my old blog posts and I think it’s one of the funniest thing that’s ever happened to us as a family. It made me think that I’ve been blogging for about 9 years and I know many of you haven’t been with me that long so I may start sharing some of my favorite old blog posts with you.
Christmas Day, 2009 in MO
Here’s the Christmas Day Without a Snow Shovel story that I think is so funny. Every time I think of a snow shovel, which I’ll admit isn’t very often these days, I think of Christmas Day, 2009 in Missouri.
I would have borrowed one from the neighbor…..
There was a 90 year old lady who lived next door to us and she didn’t have one. The only other neighbor didn’t speak to us. I’ll have to find that blog post to share.
Now THAT’ll be a good story…
I’m always intrigued about what keeps neighbors from talking. We had a younger couple (maybe late 20′s to early 30′s – and I’m only 41 now, so I was late 30′s back then…) buy the house next door about five years ago. They’re both elementary school teachers. I’m a RN, and my husband is a software guy – a supersmart geeky guy. I swear – this couple refused to befriend us! We tried SO hard, too. I have to laugh at how much they avoided us. Oh well, their loss, right?!
DH & I are on friendly terms with our neighbors; but we don’t socialize with them and since we both work full-time & do alot of running around we don’t keep in touch with them too much either.
I’ve always been on the quiet side with neighbors. The one time (back when I lived in a condo) that I did get friendly with my “across the way” neighbors I was almost part of their divorce case because the husband & I used the same laundromat (same time, same day) and we would go to the store next door for bagels & coffee (we each paid for our own) while we waited for the laundry to get washed. His wife thought that there was something going on between us.
I think that experience kind of made me shy away from getting too friendly with neighbors.
I remember that post! It was funny to read (and my DH just couldn’t find the humor as well as I did)!!
I think to this day Vince doesn’t see the humor either!
So funny!
I did read that story after I started “following” you about 18 months ago. Loved the story then & love it now! It really just makes me wonder how men think. Like, what is their “process?”
Ok, I think I’ll go buy a snow shovel now…
What a funny story! Reminds me of my brother-in-law who insists on storing their snowblower for the summer at his parent’s farm about an hour away. Sure enough, every year at that first heavy snowfall where do you think the snowblower still is???
Just went back and reread that one. Actually it’s a good thing 3M never transferred you to the north country!!You would always have a wet and sometimes an icy garage floor!
When we got transfered away from MN, the first thing Galen sold was the snow blower. Of course hew didn’t buy it until we had already been through 7 winters. We did have plenty of shovels, most we gave away except for one. Gave that one to the truck driver when they moved our storage stuff to TX from MN. Oh yes, Galen did keep one other-actually it was a coal shovel but we used it to get the snow off the roof when we lived in the Chicago area. Now we use iot to shovel mulch, but the weather is much nicer when we are doing that!
I just read your 12/25/09 blog about the lack of a snow shovel. That was a bad yr for snow! unless you were a plowing snow! Every Fall DH gets our ‘tractor’ (large lawn mower) cleaned up and puts the blade on it for the snow, he has chains and everything. I’m w you happy to stay here till they plow, Hell I’ll even park at the top of the street, or driveway to get out. But NO he has to plow! and he pushes the snow 1-2 feet off the driveway incase we get more.snow. he doesn’t want to lose the ability to turn around…. we only have 2 vehicles! LOL Men are funny!
You didn’t even have to say anything about it – as soon as I saw that truck, I remembered the story immediately!! I still chuckle about that day!
I remember that one. Don’t know if I was following your blog at the time or if I simply went back and read older posts once I started reading regularly. I remember laughing to myself and wondering why they didn’t try to borrow a shovel in the neighborhood. They got some exercise anyway.
I remembered the story immediately, too, but I went and reread it anyway. Men are so weird! Too funny!
I remember that one!! Here in Michigan, a snow shovel is considered a necessity. Come Thanksgiving, we make sure we’re prepared for a Michigan winter. Snow shovel,, bags of salt and kitty litter, window scrapers and a broom in each car. Tune up the snowblower if you have one, and make sure there’s a snow shovel within reach in the garage!! That was a bad snow year for you down there though. ,
Oh how funny. I’m betting the snow shovel was in the garage the next year. ha DH keeps a large one (for him) and a small light one (for me) handy from October on. ha. Notice how sweet he is that he has a “light” one for me?
I do remember this post and it’s just as hilarious today as it was way back then. Men–what a mystery they are.
My sister is in the path of that blizzard on its way to Cape Cod. Of course, my brother-in-law is away on a trip. If it’s too much for her snow shovel, the neighbor has an electric snow blower (if the power doesn’t go out)!