Ruined Weekend Plans
Last weekend, my plans kept getting ruined by the weather. Saturday was pretty crappy. It poured heavily most of the day. The Boy and I had reservations that night for Cafe Boulud at 8PM. We got all dressed and tried to catch a cab to the restaurant. All of the cabs were either carrying people or off duty, so after trying unsuccessfully to hail many cabs and getting soaked in the rain (umbrellas were somewhat useless), we gave up and went to a "gourmet" Chinese restaurant nearby instead. I was in a pretty pissy mood for the rest of the night.
Sunday was extremely windy. The Boy and I woke up really early to go skiing. When we got to his car parked a couple of streets away, all of the doors were frozen shut. He had to carefully pry the front door open so as not to break the handle. Then I climbed into the car and had to push all of the doors open from the inside. They were frozen pretty tight. Several bodyslams later, I managed to help open the remaining doors. I left the Boy to scrape all of the snow off of the car.
It was so cold and windy that we couldn't defrost the windows. It was hard for the Boy to see, but we weren't going to have the weather ruin our plans again. About halfway to the ski resort, we stopped at a local WalMart to buy some window washing fluid with antifreeze. The 40-50 mph winds were so strong that I couldn't even get the hood of my jacket to stay on. It kept blowing off. We weren't even walking straight anymore. I looked up at the sky and the birds were flying crookedly and gaining no ground. They looked like little airplanes in testing chambers, flapping their wings wildly, but going nowhere. The winds continued to pick up until we were blown down to the ground. At that point, we decided that if we couldn't stay up on our two feet on the ground, there probably wasn't a good chance of us staying up on skis and snowboards, so we turned back and went home.
Another weekend day ruined!
Sunday was extremely windy. The Boy and I woke up really early to go skiing. When we got to his car parked a couple of streets away, all of the doors were frozen shut. He had to carefully pry the front door open so as not to break the handle. Then I climbed into the car and had to push all of the doors open from the inside. They were frozen pretty tight. Several bodyslams later, I managed to help open the remaining doors. I left the Boy to scrape all of the snow off of the car.
It was so cold and windy that we couldn't defrost the windows. It was hard for the Boy to see, but we weren't going to have the weather ruin our plans again. About halfway to the ski resort, we stopped at a local WalMart to buy some window washing fluid with antifreeze. The 40-50 mph winds were so strong that I couldn't even get the hood of my jacket to stay on. It kept blowing off. We weren't even walking straight anymore. I looked up at the sky and the birds were flying crookedly and gaining no ground. They looked like little airplanes in testing chambers, flapping their wings wildly, but going nowhere. The winds continued to pick up until we were blown down to the ground. At that point, we decided that if we couldn't stay up on our two feet on the ground, there probably wasn't a good chance of us staying up on skis and snowboards, so we turned back and went home.
Another weekend day ruined!
posted by LANYTransplant at 4:28 PM
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