FROZEN TOES

We drove up to the mountains yesterday to get a new goat (a buck, to get our girls preggers). About halfway up the pass, through a canyon, we got stuck. Lost and stuck. Sudden drifts of heavily falling snow. Tiny bits of soft hail. Narrow trail-roads.

My toes got froze.

Believe me, by the time we got home, all I wanted was hot coffee with a little cocoa stirred in, and pizza.

Yep, I did it. BUT ... contrary to my past life (not too long ago), I had only 1 and a half pieces of pizza!

Woohoo!

3 comments:

Lanie Painie said...

HOOORAY! You did it! You had a reasonable amount of something yummy - even after a traumitc experience. I bet thate felt pretty good! And, I bet you'll be able to do it again and again and again!

Congrats Vee! I'm so proud of you!

Scuttleboose said...

That sounds like a nightmare - until the pizza part :) Glad to hear you're doing well!

Vee and the Kid said...

Yeah, oh yeah. I'm impressed with my bad self too!

Wow... did I type that? I really really need to get some sleep!