OK, so I definitely don’t recommend having your car sputter to a stop on a hill, forcing you to recognize the mistake of not getting gas earlier.
However, if you’re going to run out of gas, do so about here:
Not only was Mr. Munson kind enough to supply me with a couple gallons of gas, but he also gave me a tour of his farm, a historical narrative of the area and a big bunch of fresh greens!
That was the best stupid thing I’ve done in awhile!
It’s currently -2 degrees outside, and I just saw one of our neighbors snapping skis into the rack on his car.
I guess I should think he’s hardcore, but I mostly just think he’s a moron.
It’s totally this cold out. Pic from Ashley on Flickr.
So yesterday I accidentally cut my hand through a potato.
Go ahead and chalk that up to one of the dumbest things I’ve ever done.
Went to the doctor today to get some butterfly stitches, and she instructed me to keep my wounded appendage clean. Since I only occasionally rub my hands in raccoon droppings, I feel like I should be able to manage that, but I’ll keep you posted.