November 20th, 2004

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I broke down and bought Godiva vanilla ice cream with caramel-filled chocolate hearts. I blame hormones.

I also blame them for my bursting into tears while watching 'Lilo and Stitch.'

Going to go eat ice cream and write, now.
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Okay, that was fun!

The kitchen drain was clogged. I dumped baking soda and then white vinegar into said drain. WHEEEEEE!!!!!!! Fizzing like you would not believe. After a few minutes, I poured in a kettleful of boiling water. The drain is now clear and I want to go mix baking soda and vinegar until I run out.
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When anyone asks why my word count today sucks...

When we were first looking at this house, my husband and I were very much taken by the lovely, wooded property, the charming stone fireplace, the many windows and hardwood floors. Oddly, one of the selling points we were not told about was the propensity for people to run their cars off the road at the base of the driveway.

This happened when bunnymcfoo was visiting this summer. A car, coming down the hill and into the turn, skidded into the ditch along the opposite side (my side) of the road, then back across and into a tree in the neighbor's yard across the street. She was shaken but unharmed. I did get to meet Betty and George (I think it was George, anyway), our neighbors two houses up the road.

Tonight, as I was sitting down to write, I heard a resounding crash. Looking out my front window, I saw a car at the end of my driveway. I grabbed the portable phone, shoved my feet into hiking boots and ran out. A young girl had been coming down the hill, totally spun around and ended up on the small rock wall at the end of my drive, facing the opposite direction. My mailbox was uprooted and totalled. My neighbor across the street had better luck. His was knocked off, but can be remounted. Anyway, not a minute after I got outside, a truck stopped. It was the girl's dad, who happened to be driving by. He made sure his daughter was okay, called a tow truck, and we settled down to wait.

This time, I got to meet my neighbor from across the street. He's a very nice guy. We all chatted as we waited for the tow truck (which took FOREVER); I really ought to have worn a coat. My hands are still icy. But, at last, a police car arrived. He did all the paperwork, then came to ask for my info, as property damage would be listed in the police report. He was great. So nice, very chill. Turns out he was the one Don dealt with not long ago. The tow truck arrived at last. It took quite a while to lever the car off of the wall. "Well," I said as we stood watching, "looks like we don't have to cut down that tree that was blocking our view from the driveway." Sure enough, the car neatly uprooted it for us.

The cop smiled. "You find the silver lining in everything?"

I shrugged. "Mostly."

And really, something like this... what else are you going to do? No one was hurt. Mailboxes can be replaced (and the girl's dad is buying us a new one and coming to put it up tomorrow, so yay!). Only thing is, my neighbor has lived her for five years, and seen four accidents. Don and I are going to approach the town about putting some serious signage up warning about that turn.

And now to heat up Morrocan chicken stew. Then write. Honestly, as soon as my hands thaw out.
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