“It looks like something out of Whittier’s “Snowbound,”‘ Julia said. Julia could always think of things like that to say.”

First off, I have tied the old record. The 17th mouse was caught during the night in the have-a heart trap. Unlike in the plastic ones, the mouse is pretty quiet: lots of room, a good view and plenty of peanut butter. I’ll reset the trap when I go back upstairs. Next up on our daily bulletin: weather. The news says we got 3.8 inches of snow, but I don’t think so. I went out in my shoes around 6:30 to look for the paper and had no problems staying dry or even finding the papers. The tip of the orange plastic covering was above the snow. Health is our last morning update. I woke up at 5:00 coughing loud enough for people to think it was an old-time TB ward. I came downstairs, took some medicine, drank the other magic elixir, coffee, then watched the news. I’m already tired, though, and am going back to bed shortly.

I braved the elements yesterday to bring the bird feeders inside where I filled them then I put them back outside. The birds are already having breakfast.

When I was a kid, I hated my rubber snow boots. My fingers always stung holding the tops so I could stuff my shoes inside, and, in the afternoon, if the boots were wet, they were impossible to fill. I’d just put my shoes in my school bag and wear my socks inside the boots. They’d always got wet and my feet were always cold. The only good thing about snow boots was they came in so many different colors. We always left for school a bit earlier than usual on boots days so we could get them off in time for the bell.

My father wore galoshes which had clips, metal rings, on the front which made it easy to open and close the boots. They were always black. Men weren’t into color when I was a kid. My dad wore a white shirt to work every day.

My father also had rubbers for rainy days. They covered his shoes except for the top. My grandmother had those see-through boots with one button on the side to close them. They had room at the back for the clunky heels on the old lady tie shoes. They were ugly, and they are always old lady boots to me.

The sun is beginning to shine behind the grey clouds. I can see its light.

I’m ready to go back to bed. Music will be late today.

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25 Comments on ““It looks like something out of Whittier’s “Snowbound,”‘ Julia said. Julia could always think of things like that to say.””

  1. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    My galoshes with clips were hot pink. They matched my raincoat and sou’wester hat. I was stylin’. I was also 5 so it was allowed. 😀
    I remember ugly rubber shoe boots. My mother tried to get me to wear them when I was older and hot pink galoshes were out of the question. I hated them. The things refused to go over my shoes. I hated the rubber boots that looked like shoes and were supposed to be worn without shoes. It always felt like rubber boots without shoes. Eew.
    In fact, now that I contemplate the issue, I’ve never much cared for coats and jackets either. I’d rather just put on another sweater.

    We got a dusting up here. Enough to be pretty but not enough to shovel or sweep. I’m happy. 🙂

    Have a good rest and drink plenty of fluids.

    • KAT Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      You were really stying’. We just had common every day boots though I think my sisters, my younger sisters, did have colorful boots.

      They did refuse to go over the shoes. They had to be pulled as the shoe was being shoved into the boot. Later on I found out you could put your shoe in then add your foot. It made everything so much easier.

      I’m a sweatshirt sort rather than a sweater though I do have a couple of nice, thick winter sweaters.

      I’m doing nothing. I just got up from my nap, and it’s only 10 o’clock.

      Lots of fruit juice.

  2. Beto Says:

    Dios te bendiga Kat.
    Beber sopa de pollo.
    Mucho Gusto
    Tu Amigo,


  3. Birgit Says:

    17 mice, congratulations! Number 18 might prefer chocolate?
    “Sorry You’re Sick” – compassion and a cure by Ted Hawkins:

  4. olof1 Says:

    No more snow here but nasty cold with fog. It will get even colder later tonight.
    We never wore rubber boots during winter when I was a kid, leather with fuzzy insides was the thing over here. Always black for boys and white for girls. We never wore shoes in our riúbber boots either, always thick sock late in autumn though. I rememeber when they came in other colors than green 🙂 I loved my first blue rubber boots 🙂 I don’t think I’ve ever seen see through ones though.

    Should I congratulate You to the new record 🙂 I hear this one mouse in my walls again so I guess there’s at least a couple more but thankfully they seems to stay there. Bith cats refuses to stay outdoors for more than a few minutes so if any mouse dares to go inside the cottage I think it will be short lived. I still haven’t found my have a heart trap.

    Have a great day!

    • Christer,
      Today is COLD, really cold compared to the last few weeks. I haven’t even been outside but Skip, who shoveled and plowed for me, came in and said it was just awful out there and I should just stay warm inside.

      Leather with fuzzy insides made it here at some point too.

      Nope, no congrats on the mouse. I know there are more of them so until I rid the house I’m won’t have the big come as your favorite rodent party.

      My cats stay inside all the time. Unlike where you live, we have a lot of cars which go quite fast and cats tend to be victims.

      Enjoy your evening!

  5. gary Says:

    Same mouse caught seventeen times.

  6. Hedley Says:

    I took a ton of guff this afternoon for returning from lunch in my Man Uggs – warm ankle and toes says I, UGGS scream my chums. Frankly with the air temperature at a comfortable -3F (-19c for my friend in Bochum), I am ok about my manugg status

    The Prince’s Uncle had a very good day yesterday at the workouts for the Senior Bowl and got heavy coverage on the NFL Network. Family is going to Radio City Music Hall for draft night but I am not sure that the Prince is onboard. In the gridiron football world he is getting closer to being a top ten pick in the first round. Lions !

    • My Dear Hedley,
      Many of the Patriots wear those Man Uggs but Tom probably gifted them.

      I think being warm trumps fashion of any sort.

      I hope the best for the Prince’s uncle. I know people hover around TV sets with the phone close hoping their loved ones go early.

      • Hedley Says:

        Yes, draft night can produce some very ugly and sad images, of which the wait for poor Brady Quinn was the most painful. A lot can change between now and April especially after the interviews and the combines. But it is absolutely fascinating as a football fan to see the Prince’s Uncle’s star continue to ascend and the attention that comes with it.
        I guess the Prince and I will no longer get to wear matching Suh jerseys,

        My manuggs have given no end of entertainment today – cant ask for much more than that

      • MDH,
        Tom and Curt, one the principal and the other an assistant, were my favorite two people I ever worked with except around draft time. They had magazines and articles and during lunch time, we all ate together, that’s all they talked about. I had no interest whatsoever!

    • Birgit Says:

      Hedley, thanks for the conversion service.
      -3F or -19C, far too cold for a Gulf Stream spoiled Central European.
      Too late to answer yesterday, I thought Schalke when you wrote Gelsenkirchen and I’m sorry you couldn’t find the Brauhaus. Never mention “Detroit” if you ask for a direction in this town 😉

      • Hedley Says:

        Birgit, I will watch my Opel/GM reference when I come back to the Ruhr valley. At least I have a pretty good image of where you live and sing.
        Yes, a bit cold, didn’t delve too far in to the wind chill issue but it isn’t very pleasant

  7. Bill S. Says:

    It was so cold today I saw a chicken walking with a capon. Ta-da!
    More cold tonite, but the end is in sight. The weekend looks like a “warm” spell.

    I had galoshes with clips, but my older brother had zipped ones–very modern and chic. Now I just wear leather work boots with rawhide laces.

    I don’t know if I will watch the “Bro” Bowl in Feb. There is no joy in mudville now. My 5-year-old granddaughter said: “It’s not as if Mitt Romney won the election.”

    • Bill,
      Did you hear the groan all the way in Mont Vernon?

      I don’t even wear boots at all any more. I do have boots like your only the feminine version.

      I won’t watch the game. Your granddaughter is right but there is still pain.

  8. spreadinrhythm Says:

    Kat, if you don’t do this already, you have to try gargling with salt water a few times a day (especially at bedtime!) It’s helped my recovery many times by creating a very inhospitable environment for the nasties. Marie

    • katry Says:

      I haven’t and would never have thought of it, thank you!! I’ll try anything at this point as I haven’t been able to sleep and the coughing is giving me headaches.

  9. hey
    i’m here thanks to frizztext and am enjoying your posts. hope you’re all well now!

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