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February 13, 2007

Look ma, bare feet

"You've been out barefoot again, haven't you," suggested my mother, many, many years ago.

"How could you tell?" I asked.

"You left footprints in the snow."


OK, not exactly Columbo-like sleuthing, but she didn't need to be Columbo in that case. Another conversation went something like this:

"Who was setting firecrackers off in the house?"

"What makes you think someone was setting firecrackers off in the house?"

"Someone was either setting firecrackers off in the house or you were running the vacuum cleaner outside."


(Do I really need to explain who said what there? I'll let you make use of some of your sleuthing skills.)

You know, the house was spotless when they came home from vacation ... I'd just made one mistake ... one involving a vacuum. At least it wasn't this one.

Moving back to present day.

Word around the office is we're expecting 6 to 10 inches of snow. I just popped over to one of the news stations and they're saying "up to a foot in areas north of Dayton." Dayton is an hour west.

This morning I decided to let the minivan warm up while I got ready for work. I was wet, having just come out of the shower, and was trying to make the best use of my time. I figured the van could warm up while I was getting dressed and spending 20 minutes trying to get my contacts in. (I put the left on in almost immediately -- and it was backwards and hurt a fair bit. I removed it (which is always harder when they're in backwards), flipped it inside out, and put it in again. Once again, backwards. Third time was a charm.)

From the door to the minivan isn't all that far and I considered running out in my underwear. Who was likely to see me at 6:30 a.m.? Who was likely to believe it if they saw it? But really, I'm too old to do crap like that.

And then I started feeling sort of selfish. Sure, I may be too old to do crap like that, but what about my mom. She's older. And with her oldness, being a woman and all, has come years of wisdom and just general smartness. And who does she have to share that wisdom with? Mostly just dad, and in all fairness, he's pretty smart too -- about as smart as a male can get -- so there are just one or two things she's likely to be able to tell him.

Me? I've got years to go before I'm full of wisdom or just generally wise up. So why not give mom a chance to share some of her wisdom and do some basic momming? She probably misses it -- I know I miss being a dad when my boys aren't around (and I'm not eating pizza off my belly) and I have them every other week.

So, this is for you mom. Please feel free to call and tell me to bundle up.

This picture was very dark and at first I thought I was solid black. Picassa got it this light. Had I known it was going to be this dark and so hard to see love handles I'd have gone out shirtless. That would have given the good people of Hilliard pause.

Footprints

Our Lot

Our Lot

A City of HIlliard Plow


Posted by delmer at February 13, 2007 7:36 AM

Comments

I don't know what surprises me most, that you ran barefoot in the snow or that you set up the camera and stood on one foot IN THE SNOW at 6.30 in the morning! You are officially a maniac!! Big foot prints though, I'm guessing you wear big shoes....

Posted by: Pen at February 13, 2007 10:32 AM

Today was "warm" 35 degrees, Delmer is 6'5" and he has no fear of being blown over in the wind. The photo could show up on some bigfoot websites as sketchy photo's in the dark......

Posted by: mikeo at February 13, 2007 2:35 PM

I've just had another look at the picture -- is that any way for a 46-year old man to behave?

Posted by: delmer at February 13, 2007 9:49 PM

Delmer,Delmer,Delmer--throw in your brother and sister, you begin to ask--why does she have all this oldness? Ah, could it be just the white hair look caused by all of my children and their friends. But I love you all and wouldn't change a person or story. I am thankful for the ones that I found out years after the happening. Pen you on to something. Happy Valentine Day

Posted by: Mom at February 14, 2007 8:42 AM

Big feet, big.....
understanding (yeah, that's it).
What other way should you behave, Delmer? My sons and I jumped into a snowbank in our skivvies just last week. I can think of a lot of examples of much worse behaviour that you could set for your sons.

Posted by: icymt. at February 23, 2007 11:22 AM