But even if I am being poured out like a drink offering on the sacrifice and service coming from your faith, I am glad and rejoice with all of you. So you too should be glad and rejoice with me.
I am super duper glad that I didn’t have to commute to Seattle today. The morning wasn’t remarkable, but by tonight, the roads that had previously been wet had iced over quite thoroughly. Studded bike tires would’ve gotten me home, but I wouldn’t have been happy about it. I saw a few cautious souls creeping their cars down Brickyard Road — which the City of Bothell rates as a Priority 1 snow treatment road — but I had Dad drop me off at the top and I walked home.
It took us many hours to drive to Darrington, many hours of creeping around by car on the Mountain Loop Highway to find a couple of OK trees, and many hours plus several windshield-wiper-de-icing stops to get home again. We weren’t about to slip and slide up and down our hill after all that.
But we have Christmas trees! …Actually, both will reside outside Mom and Dad’s house for a couple of weeks, until Ian and I return from Seaside. The point is, we did it and we had a fun snow adventure without any mishaps. And if Ian and I still have no groceries or dinner plans because I spent all day tree hunting with Dad, well, that’s just the price we pay.
PS – Jane, you can barely see it, but I’m wearing a fuzzy green hat you gave me. It was so warm and cozy! My ears say “Thank you.”