Some pent-up seasonal desire to use snowblowers got released Monday.
Kate Vanskike told the story.
“When I heard the scrape-scraping of a neighbor’s old-fashioned human-powered shovel against his driveway, it was almost a foreign sound.”
There had to be an easier way, she thought. “I sent my dad over with his snowblower, and soon he was joined by Steve, and later by Mark.”
There was no need for three snowblowers. One would have been just fine. But this particular neighborhood gathering had more to do with winter recreation than driveway clearing.
Said Vanskike, “Before long, the womenfolk were standing in the road watching the boys at play.”
Crying at work: “Of course, I cry at work,” wrote Terri Charbonneau. “With someone or for someone or about someone. And I laugh at work a lot. Sometimes I laugh so hard I cry.”
Valentine’s Day Eve: “Thoughtfulness is romantic,” wrote Karine Peterson. “The gift that most touched me and made me laugh was a roll of quarters. I was living in an apartment and constantly scrounging for quarters.”
Musical chairs: “Why is it that married couples and parents feel privileged to ask solo travelers to switch plane seats to spare themselves the pain of a couple hour separation from their loved ones on flights?” wrote Neil Heyen. “This happened to me twice on a cross-country flight recently. I refused the first request by a mother because I would have lost my aisle seat if I had switched with her daughter.
“The second request I accepted when I was assured by the wife that the husband had an aisle seat (she lied). I didn’t want to cause a scene on the plane by the time I found out so I stayed put. I think in the future I’ve decided to make those who ask me to switch seats to put a value on their spouse or child – minimum starting price will be $50 for the seat switch. It’ll be interesting to see how many take me up on the offer.”
Today’s Slice question: It’s sort of hard without knowing the ingredients. But if you got to name a new addition to the Girl Scout cookie lineup, what would you call it?