The nor’easter hasn’t swept me down the raging Pemigewassett River. Sometimes these little funks come up where one gets all the ‘dis’ words—disillusioned, disenchanted, discouraged. But I’m still here.
The snow turned to rain by Sunday night, and boy did it ever rain. We didn’t lose power, but yesterday the lights flickered so much for so long I turned them all off anyway. The computers were both kept off. Better to pretend the power was out than live in some demented Flashdance strobe scene. My mother returned from a week in London by flying into JFK Sunday morning, where she was told to pull up a suitcase and make herself comfy. But my sister called me yesterday afternoon to tell me Mom was on a bus to Portland, so it could have been worse. That’s one good reason for me not to leave the country.
Well, that and not having a passport. Since I’m six in mine, I don’t think it’s current anymore—although I was pretty cute then and might still travel if I could keep that picture. But I’ve heard the law changed so we’ll need passports if we want to go into Canada for the F1 GP or snowmobiling which is…what’s the word I’m looking for…stupid. My driver’s license has my name, photo and address on it, dammit.
Despite the lingering snow and chilly temps, we’re starting to look forward to ATV season. The husband took the Scrambler formerly known as the tall kid’s into the shop for its pre-season checkup (and some tinkering as it sat for 2 years waiting for the short kid’s legs to grow.) Now it’s officially the short kid’s and he’s dying for mud season to be over so he can get out there and ride.
(Note: The machine isn’t running. He’s just sitting on it, making vroom vroom noises and posing for the camera. If it was running he’d have his gear on.)
Please, please let it be spring soon.
Are you kidding me? We have to have passports to go to Canada now? I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been back and forth over the border and my driver’s license was good enough. Geez.
I’m a short drive and a ferry ride from Canada, and we’ve been planning to take the kids over the ferry to see the Bouchart Gardens…but if we have to get passports for them, maybe not.
Go now. :rofl:
Yeah – the lineups up here for passports are a nightmare. People can literally stand in line all day only to be turned away. A friend of mine got there at 4am last week in order to actually get processed that day (the line up was already down the block and that was just to get to the building). My dh went to do ours and luckily this was about a 6 weeks ago and the lines were only have as bad (he lined up at 6 to get in at 9) but stupid me :wtf: forgot to sign one tiny spot on the kids passports so theirs couldn’t be processed (I wasn’t with him – 3 kids in a four hour line is NOT a good thing). Which means that we have to go back. :doh: How much have I been kicking mysel?
Point is, I hope your line ups are better. I used to drive down to the US all the time because we are only 1/2 hour away.