Rumor has it that Grasshopper No.4 has a new job. I think it means less travel and more opportunity.
Timing is everything. This morning I awoke to 5 inches of snow and the city plows had done their “thing” by heaping mounds of snow in the entrance to the driveway. No matter what I had planned, I wasn’t moving until I snowblowed the drive. My guardian angel (with the little red truck and a plow) had not come through so I filled up the snowblower with gas, opened the garage door to brave the elements and there was Grasshopper No.3, plow and all. Talk about timing. So this morning, Grasshopper No.3 is my favorite. He plowed out his Dad on his birthday (which somehow didn’t seem right) and then again on the day after his birthday.
I know that with all the talk about gun control, people have been purchasing weapons at an incredible rate. It falls under the “right to bear arms”. My exercise facility has people talking about self defense. One lady that is 78 years old apparently feels the need to take steps to protect herself. She purchased a hand gun and is taking shooting lessons in Oshkosh. At 78 she gives a whole new meaning to “pistol packing mama”. Don’t screw with little old ladies.
Stay warm.
Love,
Dad