Ice is nice … in a drink … or a rink.

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It is even acceptable at Comerica Park these days where the field is slowly morphing into a huge outdoor skating arena in advance of the various upcoming hockey fests. But, in the driveway and sidewalks, well … not so much. Robb had a breakfast gathering with some old friends so I eased into my day, knowing in advance that the weather was not in my favor for a walk this morning. I stayed curled up in bed, with headphones on, listening to portions of the memorial service and tributes to Nelson Mandela. The media is reporting that this gathering may surpass any other attendance at a memorial service by current or former world leaders and the public. I probably learned more about Nelson Mandela since his passing last Thursday than I ever knew before. The retrospectives about his life have been very comprehensive. I reluctantly got up and plodded out to the kitchen to get my day rolling and start by having breakfast. I felt badly about tabling the walk again, but that freezing drizzle yesterday took its toll on the roads and sidewalks and the “fraidy cat” that I am, I did not want to risk falling and going down hard. I chuckled at the weather forecaster’s remark that “Mother Nature is giving us the cold shoulder” – well, that is putting it mildly, if you’ll pardon the pun. I did venture out, just to start my car after hearing that it was 13 degrees with a wind chill of 1 below zero. Even though it is an attached garage and I had to buy a new battery last year, I thought it prudent to go out and at least turn the engine over. I wish I was able to access the garage from the house, but that is not doable, so I had to traipse outside. It took longer to dress for the short excursion than the actual trip for goodness sake. I opened the door … yikes! I walked gingerly along the side of the house. Whew … I made it to the garage without taking a tumble and was glad to be on non-ice terra firma inside the garage. I didn’t try to back the car up as space is at a premium on either side of the car and since it was slick in the driveway, so I just turned the engine over, ran it for a minute and then I high-tailed it as quickly as I could on the lightly glazed cement, back into the house. Home sweet home … oh wait – I was home! Then everything was a blur so I had to stand by idly before I could lock up, fix the rag rugs at the door, then head downstairs to deposit my warm weather gear. I hate when my eyeglasses fog up and I just started wearing my glasses again after wearing contacts for 35 years. While I am okay with “the look”, I forgot about the aggravation of waiting for my glasses to clear so I could see again after coming inside out of the cold. But removing my glasses would have been worse since I’ve worn corrective lenses for 50 years and cannot see anything anymore without my spectacles. Oh bother!!! The deep freeze is expected to last at least all week so walking is iffy for now and perhaps my year-end goal may now not be met. Grrrrr. There is always next year, she grumbled resignedly.

About lindasschaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, and this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for over three decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, although I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too.
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