Wednesday, February 02, 2011
Chicagoland got socked with the 3rd largest storm in recorded history last night. Between 18 - 24" of snow fell. However, the 2 bigger storms didn't have the winds that we had last night. Winds were 40 - 70 mph causing a lot of drifting snow. We also had "thunder snow," which was pretty cool - lightening while snowing!
Tonight, it is going to be -10 degrees with windchills down to -40 degrees. So, all that snow that is so neatly plowed is going to get blown all over the place again. Unless it is new snow, my association doesn't plow. The college is closed until at least noon tomorrow.
Note the bob cat in the left of the picture "beached" in my front yard! They couldn't get down the street to do my neighbor's homes because the city hadn't plowed yet.
My homeowner's association snow contractor was here to plow our driveways before the city came by to plow the streets. This guy in the van tried to get down the unplowed street and got stuck. Snow is up to the bumpers - what was he thinking?
Another street scene.
That cross bar on my patio door is 18" high. Naperville got about 20" of snow.
Since my driveway was plowed, I had a huge snow pile. A little neighbor girl came over to climb it!
There's the snow pile the little girl was climbing.
The welcome mats are still there, so ya'll come on by for a spell!
The rest of these photos are not mine, but they are appropriate to our situation!
This one is for the Superbowl!
Thursday, January 20, 2011
In case you aren't up to speed on my medical condition -- here's the nutshell version --
12/17/10 - I had surgery on both feet - left foot for neuroma removal and correction of 2 hammer toes, right foot correction of 1 hammer toe.
12/22/10 - Due to constricting of the bandages and over-icing to try to get the swelling down, I now have 3 frostbitten toes - yep, the 3 former hammer toes are now frostbitten.
OK, so on Tuesday this week (1/18/11), a wound specialist (foot doc #2) that I was referred to 2 weeks ago, scares the crap out of me by telling me that the worst frostbitten toe on my right foot only has a 50/50 chance of being saved - but that 2 weeks earlier, he thought it had zero chance, so he wasn't betting against me.
Yesterday, I went to my usual podiatrist (foot doc #1) - the guy who did my surgery. I tell him that foot doc #2 said that due to the change in temperature between the base of my toe and the tip of my toe, foot doc #2 thought I only had a 50/50 chance of saving the tip of the toe. Foot doc #1 says, "I don't agree with that. Your toes are ALWAYS cold!"
Those were the sweetest and most encouraging words I could have heard! Foot doc #1 said that it is still too soon to say for sure, but he felt that I have a good chance of saving the entire toe. The 2 toes on the left foot are pretty much going to be OK. Scars may not be as pretty as they would have been without the frostbite, but at least I'll have the toes.
So, I am choosing to believe foot doc #1, who has known me and my cold toes for the last 2 years, over foot doc #2, who just met me 2 weeks ago.
Isn't is amazing how I let a perfect stranger screw with my head? Have you ever done that - let a perfect stranger screw with your head?
Next time I see foot doc #2, I'm going to tell him, "Cold toes, warm heart!" And we know that the heart (love) can heal all wounds, right?
PS - I'd post pictures of my toes, but they would probably make you lose your lunch - they are pretty nasty looking.
Saturday, December 25, 2010
IF A FAT GUY GRABS YOU AND PUTS YOU IN A BAG, DON'T WORRY,
I TOLD SANTA I WANTED A GOOD FRIEND FOR CHRISTMAS!
Wishing you the most wonderful Christmas season! Peace and glad tidings to all!
Friday, December 24, 2010
I received a Christmas story in the mail today that I want to share with you.
The Christmas Gift
A man named Paul received an automobile from his brother as a Christmas present. When Paul came out of his office on Christmas Eve, a ragged looking little boy was walking around the shiny car as he admired it.
"Is this your car, Mister?" he asked. Paul nodded. "My brother gave it to me for Christmas."
The boy was astounded. "You mean your brother gave it to you and it cost you nothing? Boy, I wish......"....he hesitated.
Of course Paul knew what he was going to wish for. He was going to wish he had a brother like that. But what the lad said jarred Paul all the way down to his heels.
"I wish," the boy went on, "I could be a brother like that."
Paul looked at the boy in astonishment, then impulsively, he added, "Would you like to take a ride in my automobile?"
"Oh yes, I'd love that."
After a short ride, the boy turned and with his eyes aglow said, "Mister, would you mind driving in front of my house?"
Paul smiled a little, he thought he knew what the lad wanted. He wanted to show his neighbors he could ride home in a big automobile. But Paul was wrong again.
"Will you stop where those two steps are?" the boy asked. He ran up the steps and in a little while Paul saw him coming back, but he was coming very slowly because he was carrying his little crippled brother. He sat him down on the bottom step, then sort of squeezed up against him and pointed to the car.
"There she is, Buddy, just like I told you upstairs. His brother gave it to him for Christmas and it didn't cost him a cent. Some day I"m goinna give you one just like it. Then you can see for yourself all the pretty things in the Christmas windows I've been trying to tell you about."
Paul got out and lifted the lad to the front seat of his car. The older brother climbed in beside him and the three of them began a memorable holiday ride.
That Christmas Eve, Paul learned what Jesus meant when He said, "It's more blessed to give than to receive." ~Author Unknown
I pray that you and your family have a most wonderful Christmas!
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