Follow Your Instincts to Avoid the 10 Year Curse

[Grit Kid]

Yes, by all means, stay at home take it easy! Stay warm.

During the snow storm we had on Monday night, while returning home from a meeting. I picked up a young Mennonite fellow riding his bike. Nasty cold snow covered roads. This was after 9 o'clock at night. I offered a ride which he gladly accepted. I had my truck so the bike was no problem. He sure was glad for the lift. He had just finished catching chickens. (Smell) And was returning 7 miles home in the snowstorm. I've gotten meet a lot of my neighbours this way. .
Jeff

I had a similar experience like you had....I've picked up many chicks and they DID smell good!!!!

[BNCHIEF]

Years ago when i was making weekly trips to cheyennne wyoming you could get caught in some bad storms, always had plenty of fuel on board 300 gallons, plenty of food as well, when it gets bad up there they shut the gates across that interstate and the snow plows do not run til the blizzard is over and out there is where you stay until they get to you. I never went on purpose but the weatherman managed to be wrong quite often up there.

[JDupuis]

Yes, by all means, stay at home take it easy! Stay warm.

During the snow storm we had on Monday night, while returning home from a meeting. I picked up a young Mennonite fellow riding his bike. Nasty cold snow covered roads. This was after 9 o'clock at night. I offered a ride which he gladly accepted. I had my truck so the bike was no problem. He sure was glad for the lift. He had just finished catching chickens. (Smell) And was returning 7 miles home in the snowstorm. I've gotten meet a lot of my neighbours this way. .
Jeff

[Grit Kid]

Tom, if we ever meet, I hope to shake hands with you ......from a distance. I don't need any extra negative karma in my life!!!! Glad you're OK.

[Mitch]

Tom on your next 10 year anniversary just sit home on the VFF where it's safe.

[Tom Wesenberg]

20 years ago I was visiting my relatives in South Dakota and was ready to leave because I heard a blizzard was going to hit within the hour. My aunt asked if I'd run to town and pick up a few straw bales to put around her outdoor faucet. My instincts told me to get on the road right away or I'd be caught in the blizzard. Against my better judgment I did make the 5 mile run to get the bales, then the 5 miles back to her house. Within 10 minutes the roads went from clear to being drifted over by the blizzard. My pickup got stuck in the snow bank a mile from my aunt's house. I was stranded at her house for a week with nothing to do. After a week the winds had died down enough that they finally came out to clear the country roads and a neighbor pulled my truck out with his tractor. He bent my front bumper, and I lost a weeks pay.

Exactly 10 years later we had freezing rain and ice in Minneapolis. Our Model A club had it's monthly meeting that night and I was undecided whether to run out to the garage to get a display item for the meeting. I knew I shouldn't, but against my better judgment I tried to make a dash to the garage. As soon as I ran out the door I slipped on the ice and fell backwards, with my head striking the corner of the cement step. I had to go by ambulance to the hospital and have emergency brain surgery. The bill for that week in the hospital was over $50,000.

Last night was exactly 10 years from that last disaster, and my neighbor 1/2 mile north asked me to come over. I knew I should stay home under the warm covers, and watch TV, but again against my better judgment I rode the bike over to his house. I rolled over the patches of ice on the bike path OK, but just as I got to his house I hit his glare ice and the bike shot out from under me. I cut my knee open, but luckily my head didn't hit his cement.

Let this be a lesson to follow your instincts, or better yet move to the south, where you don't have to put up with ice and blizzards.