Anyone who was out after 8:00 p.m. on Monday night surely has an ice story to tell. Rick and I went to Erin's ball game at Plainview School which is about 30 miles east of where we live. Although there was ice in the forecast we did not expect it until later... until much later. So, we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. Erin's team played first, then we stayed for two other games as the older grades played. Plainview won all three games, so spirits were high.
When we started to leave, it did not take long for Rick to realize that a layer of black ice coated the highway. Since we were driving his pickup which had no weight in the back, he drove about 5 miles an hour just to maintain control. It was about 2 miles to the gravel road where Neal and LeaAnn live so he got off there and loaded several big rocks into the pickup for weight. ... then back to the highway. The weight did not make enough difference to give us a warm fuzzy feeling about driving home so we turned around and stayed all night with Bill and Mary Lou, LeaAnn's parents.
It was better than Holiday Inn or a Motel 6. We woke this morning to the smell of sausage sizzling and biscuits baking. There was sausage gravy and strawberry/rhubarb jelly, homemade tomato juice and fresh perked coffee. Oh, what a life!
After we had eaten our fill and washed the dishes, Erin called to ask Granny if they could come over for breakfast. With 200 area schools closed, they had the day off. Of course Granny fixed them breakfast and we got to spend the morning with our sweet family.
There was homemade tacos on the lunch menu, but the sun had come out and roads were thawing so we headed home. All of our livestock needed to be fed and watered and I went to work.
When we started to leave, it did not take long for Rick to realize that a layer of black ice coated the highway. Since we were driving his pickup which had no weight in the back, he drove about 5 miles an hour just to maintain control. It was about 2 miles to the gravel road where Neal and LeaAnn live so he got off there and loaded several big rocks into the pickup for weight. ... then back to the highway. The weight did not make enough difference to give us a warm fuzzy feeling about driving home so we turned around and stayed all night with Bill and Mary Lou, LeaAnn's parents.
It was better than Holiday Inn or a Motel 6. We woke this morning to the smell of sausage sizzling and biscuits baking. There was sausage gravy and strawberry/rhubarb jelly, homemade tomato juice and fresh perked coffee. Oh, what a life!
After we had eaten our fill and washed the dishes, Erin called to ask Granny if they could come over for breakfast. With 200 area schools closed, they had the day off. Of course Granny fixed them breakfast and we got to spend the morning with our sweet family.
There was homemade tacos on the lunch menu, but the sun had come out and roads were thawing so we headed home. All of our livestock needed to be fed and watered and I went to work.
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