marivaid
My mother is a Pluto molester.
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It was December 30th in a lovely village near Versailles, France, around 7am. The birds were not singing. The streets were too quiet, not a sound to be heard. A not so young woman was going through the motions of her early morning routine. She took a deep breath, opened the door to her house,stepped outside...
And then I landed flat on my butt.
I barely noticed, and couple seconds later I was back up - nothing very unusual, really, as I had spent most of winter with my butt on ice cold streets. We had a rough one here - oh nothing like the stuff you guys get in, say, Maine. But for us it was rough. Sleet, rain, ice, snow, or all of the above every day since mid-November.
But somehow that morning was different. It was Tuesday, and although it was holiday season, most people had gone back to work the day before. Yet I couldn't hear a single car or bus in the street.
I walked up to my place of work, a supermarket which is only 6 blocks from my house. I must have slipped a hundred times on my way up and didn't see any other human being. The streets were covered in ice, maybe an inch thick.
When I finally reached work, I joined my friends in the staff's meeting room to listen to the radio.
"streets and highways are blocked by accidents for miles"
"totally unprepared"
"no one can get through"
"will most likely happen again and could be worse tonight and tomorrow"
We were scheduled to leave for Disney World at 6am the next morning.
Saved by the Grump,sort of.
Take us home, country road...
Happy New Year, Grab a Mug!
The day I ate Epcot, Part 1
The day I ate Epcot, Part 2
THE text message of 2009
It's her birthday, and she'll grump if she wants to, Part 1
In a nutshell, the end.
And then I landed flat on my butt.
I barely noticed, and couple seconds later I was back up - nothing very unusual, really, as I had spent most of winter with my butt on ice cold streets. We had a rough one here - oh nothing like the stuff you guys get in, say, Maine. But for us it was rough. Sleet, rain, ice, snow, or all of the above every day since mid-November.
But somehow that morning was different. It was Tuesday, and although it was holiday season, most people had gone back to work the day before. Yet I couldn't hear a single car or bus in the street.
I walked up to my place of work, a supermarket which is only 6 blocks from my house. I must have slipped a hundred times on my way up and didn't see any other human being. The streets were covered in ice, maybe an inch thick.
When I finally reached work, I joined my friends in the staff's meeting room to listen to the radio.
"streets and highways are blocked by accidents for miles"
"totally unprepared"
"no one can get through"
"will most likely happen again and could be worse tonight and tomorrow"
We were scheduled to leave for Disney World at 6am the next morning.
Saved by the Grump,sort of.
Take us home, country road...
Happy New Year, Grab a Mug!
The day I ate Epcot, Part 1
The day I ate Epcot, Part 2
THE text message of 2009
It's her birthday, and she'll grump if she wants to, Part 1
In a nutshell, the end.
Glad to see the start of a new TR! 
I hope you make it to the airport - this is going to be one fun ride!!
