December 17, 2000

Hehehehe ~ this entry makes it sound as if I am 80 years old...it reminds me of something that may have been written in the 1800's and not the 1970's and early '80's when it actually happened...

Speaking of which, I need to check on whether I've ever done entries on other things I saw/did as I was growing up ~ a baptism that was actually done in a creek; the day when my aunt and uncle made cracklin's in the big iron cauldron...uh, I mean kettle...hehehe, watching that woman make lye soap...other things of the like...












Later ~
Well, I went out to check the snow...it's too 'dry' and powdery to build with. Shoot. I was really looking forward to making snowpeople! :-/















I'm clean!!!!!!

Well, against my best efforts, the water froze. Then again, what did I expect? After all, at 10 a.m. it was -2 degrees ~ it usually doesn't get this cold until late January! At 12, it did get to a toasty +2...the warmest it got today was about 16. Apparently, the cats know better than I do in matters of their shelter ~ they've found some that they like better than the ones I've prepared. As long as they're warm.

One thing I can say ~ my childhood has served me very well in preparing for stuff like this. Every winter, the water would freeze and someone (usually me) would have to go get some water out of the creek for use of washing up. I'd gather up 3 or 4 gallon milk jugs ~ that was about all I could carry when they were full ~ and head out, usually with at least one cat following behind. It usually didn't take that long, since there two creeks nearby, one right in front of the house and another one about a 1/4 mile away.

Yes, I'm aware that it sounds like something out of Little House on the Prairie...but it is true.

The worst part of the whole process was actually putting the jugs in the water to fill them. There was no way to do it without getting at least the tips of your fingers wet. It didn't take long for it to go from 'cold' to 'stinging'! The next to worst part was the time that C.C. went along with me. C.C. was a tomcat...and of course, he waited until I had one hand in the creek ~ then he sprayed me! Ugh! There are a few things worse than tomcat urine...but not many.

This time around though, I didn't have to go to a creek. Thank the gods. I had some water put back, originally for the purpose of drinking, but I was nearly desparate to get clean even though it hadn't been that long since my last shower ~ I just can't stand to be dirty. All that gathering water taught me another thing as well ~ you can get perfectly clean in quite a small amount of water. This particular jug was about 1/2 full and I used less than a quarter of it.

Hehehehe ~ now that I'm clean, I can go out and start on my very own 'Snowman House of Horrors'...


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