Good early morning GH.  This is the day!  We are supposed to have sunshine for most of the day, with a high temperature of 31 degrees.  We have no chance of precipitation for the next two days, according to the National Weather Service, and it looks like Monday before we have any scheduled, and that will come in the form of rain. Currently, the temperature is a brisk 14 degrees, but since it is the middle of the night, well closer to dawn really, it doesn't really make any never mind.  

Mary and I made it to the mall in Fruitport/Muskegon/Norton Shores, and we shopped for a new watch for me Yes, we found one that we both could like.  We also searched, in vain, for a new set of salt/pepper grinders. The few that we saw simply wouldn't do.  Poor design, no match to our table etc.  So, Mary has decided to go back to the internet.  We have exhausted all of our local possibilities, so that seems the only prudent course of action.

We plan to go downtown today for the "Frozen in Time" activity.  If we understand correctly, live mannequins will be on display in various storefronts.  It should be interesting.

Afterwards, it is likely that a stop at the post is in order.  We should be able to hear about the trip to Las Vegas from one of the regulars, and from Sally about how much she enjoyed the soup we left with her at our last visit.

Otherwise, this morning is devoted to UP with Chris Hayes accompanied by...Tea time, and then a walk with Sugar the Weather Dog.  Since the snow hasn't fallen for 24 hours now, it should be safe for all the planned activities.  I have included some post blizzard pictures just for the heck of it. So, until next time, Ciao.

Looking east as the snow melts on the street.

Not bad, when you consider where I started.

Post clean up of our shared driveway.  That pile of snow on the left is our outdoor entrance to the "Man Cave."

I had to clear a path/area for the Weather Dog, so that she could go out and check her "Forecast."  Mary tells me that while I was digging out, and she was out walking Sugar, that Sugar was nearly lost in a deep snow pile, up to her shoulders.

This view out my northerly looking office window, was before any cleanup on my part or that of our across the street neighbor to the north.

Pre-cleanup by me, but post cleanup by my Good Samaritan neighbor

I think I did Okay.  According to the movie we say the other day, the phrase OK was shorthand for Old Kinderhook, a nickname for Martin Van Buren, a native of Kinderhook, New York, using a shorthand developed in Boston, meaning that a person was alright.  Some say that it came from the Choctaw Indians, while others say that it originated in West Africa in the Bantu language; at least according to Wikipedia. Take your pick.

My neighbor to the north and public safety.