Friday, January 12, 2007

Ice Ice Baby

Fridays Kyra has a standing coffee date, with her grandma, at Starbucks, so pretty much neither rain, snow, sleet or hail will keep us from getting there~~plus it's Starbucks...enough said :)

This morning was one of those challenging weather days....As most of you know, our area has been experiencing arctic conditions since Tuesday, including disappointingly little snow, but mostly sub-freezing temperatures which produced lots and lots of ICE.



Anyway, at our house, the cars live in the driveway, not the garage, where they could be warm, dry and ice-free. That is because someone, who shall remain unnamed, believes if cars belonged in the garage, it would be called a Carage, not Garage.

Let the records show the original definition of Garage according to dictionary.com is:

"Our word is a direct borrowing of French garage, which is first recorded in 1802 in the sense "place where one docks." The verb garer, from which garage was derived, originally meant "to put merchandise under shelter," then "to moor a boat," and then "to put a vehicle into a place for safekeeping".

That aside, our car was covered in a thick sheet of ice. In his defense, David tried to scrape it before he left for work, knowing that we were going to coffee, but unfortunately, it was too thick, and he was only able to take the top layer off.

When we came out to the car, it was obvious I was going to have to do some serious scraping. I buckled Kyra in her car seat, started the car, turned the defroster on high, and started scraping.

I've always had this fear that somehow I'll close the doors, with the car running, and they'll lock, with Kyra inside~~This happened recently to my dad, so I know it's possible--Kyra wasn't in the car, but he did lock his keys in the car while it was running.

So to avoid stranding Kyra, I left the doors open while scraping. When I realized that no amount of scraping was going to help, as my scraper is a piece of junk, I gave up, and got back in the car to wait for the defroster to do its thing.

As I sat there, I noticed something I'd never seen before. While I had the doors open, apparently the cold air from outside the car, had made its way inside, and proceeded to FREEZE the moisture on the inside of the windshield too!!! Now, not only did I have ice on the outside, but inside as well!

The good news is everything finally defrosted enough to be able to see out the windshield, and we did make it to coffee :) However, it's very tempting to do some re-arranging in the garage, and it made for a decent blog!

Try to stay warm~
K~

3 comments:

JClay said...

Ok. I almost CRIED reading this post, because if I wasn't able put my baby into his carseat in the warmth of our garage, I would freak out.

I can barely stand getting in the car when it's too cold outside.

d said...
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d said...

So, a garage is some horrible french creation.

Our house has a shop! There is no garage :P