Snowmageddon, part deux

The saga continues. While my husband and I made it into the office on Monday and Tuesday, we didn't even make an attempt today. Apparently we were not alone in this. The building with the peaked roof is the Post Office as seen out of the bedroom window. Not much activity going on there. I wasn't having high hopes of receiving mail today. This was pretty much confirmed when I panned over to the employee parting lot (on the right under the leaning poles). See any cars there? Me neither. We also didn't get mail on Saturday, it was delivered on Monday. Monday's mail came on Tuesday. Not sure when we'll get Tuesday's mail. So much for that "neither rain, nor sleet" crap, eh? Actually, as bad as this looks, it was before it got bad out! About an hour later the winds picked up and so did the snow. And it's still falling off and on as the last bands of the storm come through. All kidding aside (and I'm not picking on Postal workers, they didn't need to be out and about any more than I did) this was one mother of a storm. Last count, we (in Alexandria) got about a foot. Now remember this is on top of the 2 feet that fell over the weekend. It was so bad for a while that the plow crews were called in. In Maryland, where our office is, you need to add an additional foot and a half (or so) to these totals. Bleck. But my dog still loves it. She won't walk on the shoveled sidewalk, she leaps through the drifts and piles. And squats there to pee until she, um, gets too cold and has to move and finish on the pavement. Stoopid dog.

We pause now for a big thank you to our snow removal workers. These guys (and girls, I' sure) have been at this since Friday. Mostly working 16 hour shifts, many haven't been home since they went to work on Friday. I heard that since this stuff started on Friday that crews have plowed their way around the Earth 7 times (or some such staggering number). I hear complaints all day about how "My road hasn't even been plowed yet". Well, suck it up and start shoveling if you want out. There's only so much equipment and so many hours and SO MUCH FREAKIN' SNOW! Thank you guys for all you do, enjoy your overtime money after you take a hot shower, have a nice meal with your family and sleep for 20 hours straight. In May.

Now, back to my bitching about this mess. It is official, this is the snowyest winter on record. That said, the record only goes back 111 years. Not long in the history of the world and not even long in the history of this town that was founded in 1748. But anyway you look at it, 55" is a boat load of snow. It's a snow of Buffalo proportions. Ah... Buffalo, now there's a city that know how to move snow.

So, since I had a snow day and only 2 conference calls to mess with. I sewed. I rescued my pants from a few weeks ago. Picked out the zipper and put it in correctly. My error was from step one (if anyone is counting). I sewed all the seams correctly, but started with the stoopid zipper facing the wrong way. Stoopid zipper. All fixed now, ready for a hook/eye at the waist band and hemming. So they're out of the time-out corner and ready to finish. 2 or 3 more weeks oughta take care of that.

Didn't work any on my exchange scarf today. I will tomorrow night while Survivor's on. We had a business dinner for tomorrow night, but it's been canceled. (Yea!) So I'm free to knit and watch stoopid reality TV. Gotta love it.

Over on SG there was a thread on felting wool. Got me to thinking and I decided to give it a shot with a couple of sweaters out of the donation bag. I had a men's all wool (I thought...) Fair Isle sweater that I thought to make into a knitting bag. Tossed it into my washer with regular Tide, all the dog's toys (for extra friction), and 4 pans of boiling water and let 'er rip. Well, after I grabbed one more sweater from the pile of an unfortunate color and just general ickyness. Didn't know if it would felt or not, but didn't care. Well. It did. In a big, well small, way. Here's the finished product laying on top of a similarly sized (and still unfortunate color) item. Can we have a big old 'WOW!' here, please? But what do I do with this felted turquoise stuff? Pot holders? There's enough for 2, seriously. I was shocked. Oh, and quite amused. My husband (who's been known to felt a few items in his day) was even surpised.