Weekend from hell

Let's review:

Friday: Chimney fire. It's out by the time the fire department gets here. They get stuck in the mud leaving, and call a neighbor/farmer with a monster tractor to pull the 42,000 lb. truck out of the ditch. That's after lightening the truck's load of 1000 gallons of water into the yard. Now we can't have a fire in the woodstove until I get things inspected - and of course, it's blizzard weekend.

Then I drive downtown to work selling beer at the Blue Jackets game. The Jackets score with 8 seconds left in the game to tie it up - and still manage to loose in regulation. Not really sure how that happened.

Since there's an underground leak in the barn water spigot, the drain pit filled, so the standpipe doesn't empty, so the water froze. We're carrying buckets of water to the barn from the house again.

Saturday: The "Blizzard of '08." It's pretty and everything, but, as mentioned above, the house is cold and I am now carrying buckets of water through thigh-deep snow.

On the up-side, we took the horses for a walk last night. That was fun. Then Lilly colicked. We were pretty much on our own. The vet was snowed in, and if he wasn't, he'd be snowed out of our place. She's fine now.

Sunday: The "Blizzard of '08" after effects - AKA, digging out. My back hurts just thinking about what's in store this afternoon.