So, I ventured out into the Winter Wonderland, and I have to admit it was a beautiful site, from both a standing and seated position.

Yes, I said seated. I saw the world from numerous horizontal positions, courtesy of the aforementioned 60lb. gorilla named Ketulah.

I opened the door to let out a cat, and Ketulah flew past me. She took a running leap and dove into a snow bank. She emerged a few seconds later and did it again. It was obvious that to her this was great fun.

Meanwhile, my daughter had donned her snow gear and was heading out to join the dog. The dog ran up to her, and as if saying "watch this!" and dove into another snow bank.

My daughter also saw this as great fun and proceeded to also dive into a snow bank.

"Mom, get out here, this is a blast!" she yelled to me as she dove a second time.

"Uh, no thanks." Snow, like sand, tendsto end up in the most unwanted places. At least sand is warm...most of the time anyway.

"Oh, come on Mom, at least come out and look around," Taylor was pleading with me at this point.

Well, I WAS curious as to how things looked past my driveway. So I put on my extra sweater and pair of pants, relaced my shoes, put on my coat and ventured outside.

And it was a fantasic site. Surreal really. We live on a one lane road, and the snow plow had come through which created 5 foot walls of snow on each side of the road. It was like walking though a reverse tunnel.

As I was admiring the scene and pondering how I was ever going to dig my car out from underneath all the snow, she hit me. Ketulah broadsided me, I lost my footing, and I fell sideways into a snowbank. It wasn't as cold as I thought it would be. I sat there for a few seconds, then got up.

Seconds later, the damn dog did it again, this time from behind, so I went face first into the snowbank. That was a bit colder, but still not as bad as I remembered as a kid. Again, I got up. As I was brushing myself off, I saw her coming at me.

Remember when Dino attacked Fred Flintstone? He would take a running leap, land on Fred, and then lick him mercilessly? Well, that was the scene with Ketulah, only I was wearing shoes.

That was enough for me. Once I extricated myself from underneath the psycho hound, I retreated to the house, where I slipped out of my now soaked clothing, and into a hot cup of coffee.

And that is where I am staying!
- posted by Kim @ 7:30 PM