Snow on Easter Sunday in Clarinda, IA

 35 degrees here in Clarinda, IA at 9:30 am Monday.

When I posted yesterdays blog I was, as I am now, in the basement.  When I went upstairs this is what I saw out the window:

It grew

into this.

And a little bit into this.

It kept up.

Until we got here.

It was all gone within a couple hours--the air temperature never go below 38 degrees.

Phyllis' sister Beth and her husband, Steve, were at our house for supper last night.  She got instructions on watering Phyllis' flowers for the next couple weeks.

A sneak-peak of our travels over the next several weeks: 

:((   You’ve Been Drinking Too Much Coffee When…. 

Your eyes stay open when you sneeze. 

You can take a picture of yourself from ten feet away without using the timer. 

You lick your coffeepot clean. 

You go to AA meetings just for the free coffee. 

You’ve built a miniature city out of little plastic stirrers.

People get dizzy just watching you. 

Instant coffee takes too long. 

You want to be cremated just so you can spend the rest of eternity in a coffee can. You go to sleep just so you can wake up and smell the coffee. 

You’re offended when people use the word “brew” to mean beer. 

You name your cats “Cream” and “Sugar.” You get drunk just so you can sober up. Your lips are permanently stuck in the sipping position. 

You can outlast the Energizer bunny. 

You don’t even wait for the water to boil anymore. 

You introduce your spouse as your “Coffee-mate.” 

You think CPR stands for “Coffee Provides Resuscitation.

 

Later, Lynn