A Whipped Cream Winter

This Winter has been like living in whipped cream. Or maybe in a big marshmallow!

It started actually in December, and the first 12 days of January were frigid, never going above 32 degrees. Two weeks ago we got a snowstorm leaving about 4 inches on the ground. Then last weekend, the East Coast got over 20 inches but it went slightly east and north of us so we got only rain.

However, that changed yesterday. Snow fell all night, then all day. Big dry fluffy flakes that piled up like Ivory flakes in a soapbox. Remember Ivory Flakes? I'll have to check the grocery aisle the next time I go to see if they still sell them.

So, needless to say, The Old Coot and I have been snowbound all winter. His gall bladder has relaxed, but now he is having serious back pain. We had MRI's last week for arthritis and scoliosis. We both have the same thing altho I've had the scoliosis for 70 years.

Once the MRI's are read, we will see an Orthopedist.

The Old Crone