today...

20.02.2002
what a lovely number!!!!!

much nicer then 21.12.2112 is....
glad wont be alive on that date... it is a ugly date.

ok today...

the snow started falling.. at midnight... and fell and fell and fell... by the morning it was about 4-5 inches on the ground...
well, was sure the ride wouldnt show up.. after all they had cancelled the last time when there was 2 inches...
so, when marcel (the driver) called and said he was on his way was quite suprised...
got the kids ready (they are still sick home from school) and said we should walk up the length of the driveway to make sure that marcel is not going to think he should come down the driveway because it is so full of snow... he was coming at 10AM

we left the house at 945AM wanting to make sure we got there before he did...
well as soon as we walked out the door.. what did we see? marcel walking towards us...
"do you have a showel?" he asks..
oohh boy... he has a heart condition.. and was so so scared to let him start to showel.. he said "i wont over do it"... still was scared of his heart..
so, when had seen what happened to his van was shocked!!
it was stuck in snow up to the front bumper!
he was driving down the driveway and had been plowing the show with the front of his van...
we showeled.. kids, i, n marcel..
nothing worked.. he was STUCK!
the neighbour... they have a truck with lots of chains on the tires, and long long large sgtrong chains.. so mika went to ask marie (neighbour lady) to drive up and pull marcel out..
she did.. he tried to turn around.. stuck..
she pulled him out..
he turned around.. tried to drive again..
stuck...
pulled out..
on and on this went on..
until dave showd up (maries husband)...
he pulled with the other truck...
more chains.. michelle n mika n me were inside marcels van..
it was scary because they woudl "take a run at it" they said.. they woudl drive the truck fast and the chain jerked against the van... pulled us out..
but this kept onhappening over and over again because as soon as he was out marcel woudl get stuck again.
then he decided to drive down to the bottom of the hill.. and go very fast up the hill and try to make it all the way out the drive way.. (the whole drive way is about 800-1000 feet long, the hill is right at the beginnig.. about 300 feet into the beginning onf the driveway fromthe bottom of it, not from the road()

stuck again.. thsi time right off the driveway.. he drove into the bush!!
the kids were screaming..
michelle was but mika was laughing.. marcel was getting upset.. was swearing a little..
michelle was crying "your saying bad words!!"
and flapping her hands near her ears.. poor girl..
then said maybe the kids should go home inside..
michelle did... mika wanted to stay..
he was laughing more and more...
like a hyeena!!
marcel was getting annoyed but stoped swearing..
marie the neighbours wife was staring at us.. and laughing... too...
then asked her"are providing you with entertainment?"

she laughed more and more, and said
"im schizophrenic" (what?? didnt know that.. but what does that have to do with her laughing?)

marcel was turning red and sweating..
asked him how his heart was., he said fine..
so, more pulling and pushing..
the chin broke.. wrapped itself around a tree as it snapped so hard with such force...
that is when they took out another chain.. an huge one they hd pulled a boat house out of the lake and 50 feet on shore with last fall..
that one didnt break..
but the van would not move.. then the trucks had slipped their tires right down to the gravel driveway and now it was throwing rocks all over marcels van!!
that is when started crying..
mika waws pissing himself laughing by this time..
was immobilized... crying...
he was wet and so was me . from tears.. him from pee..
the van floor was wet from pee...
the seats from tears..
marcel didnt know what to withus..
he just kept trying to drive..
well, not drive but steer as the van was being pulled now a lil at a time backwards..
once it was out of the ditch guess what?
instead of stopping..
they did it AGAIN !!!
marcel went to the bottom of the hill.. and dave and marcel decided to try to pull the van backwards up the hill and get a "run at it" what ever that means.. no one was running.. they were all in their vehicles...
so off we went... backwards.. rocks flying against like hail.. the van swinging around sideways along the driveway as dave bravely pulled and pulled...
halfway up... stuck...
dave is stuck too...
by now... mine heart was very much pounding.. and was gas[ping for breath..
mika was laughing so hard he was foaming at the mouth..
mine mind was horrified...
all of a sudden mine body agreed to move..
swung the door open and ran out...
mika ran too...
we both bolted to the bush..
didnt know where the way to go home was...
I(all this while michelle had been watching.. what else but fast forward emperors new groove ... good for her, she knows how to take care of herself)
stuck in the bush up to our hips in snow..
well mika up to his arm pits..
we fell over...
covered in snow...
crawling like swimming inthe snow banks.. to get back to the driveway where it is somewhat easier to walk..
back home...
the men still were doing the same thing over andover for a while...
until marcel comes tothe door..
to call his insurance to find out if a town truck is covered.. it is.. eh calls one..they say 2 hours to get here because everyoneis stuck..
OOH NO NO... marcel needs to stay at our house..
cant send him to sit outisde in the snowbank...
that would be letthing him maube have a heart attack dono..
(ifit wasnt for hisbad heart he would be out there)
so.. her we are... mika smelling like piss.. he wont take off his clothes.. he says he is wearing these pants to school...
well dont think they are gonig to go to school...
where did that idea come from...
he insists that he is getting the tow truck to bring him to schol..
oohhman...
then lunch.. didnt have anything planned to feed a stranger or ourselves at home today...
what to do..
michelle.. teh ever resourcefull little girl..
pulls out a chicken noodle soup can...
ok.. will do..
we eat.. marcel dont want no food..
we all sit there staring at the floor..
marcel is trying to make conversation..
am pacing the floor now..
marcel asks if am ok...
tell him no.. tell him mine brain is stuck like a skipping record and need to walk it off..
helooks like he has no idea wether to run ot stay...
well.. at 2Am the landlord shows up... with a plow..
plows the road.. the tow truck gets called.. dont need it..
marcel drives away..
the kids are fighting. whining, finally agreed to change the pants.. and still insisting to go to school...

now for some reason am laughing too..
seems that it is all too funny now...
like it could of been a movie...

LG didnt make it to the doctor..