The weather has certainly been interesting this week. The temperatures got above freezing every day except on Thursday after the blizzard rolled in.
Reub and I went to Hettinger Monday afternoon for his appointment with Mary Eggebo. We also picked up some vet supplies and other necessities before the snow storm that was predicted to roll in by Wednesday.
It was 40 degrees on Tuesday. The Slim Buttes Ladies Aid met at the church that afternoon. Margaretta Hanson and I parked our vehicles right in front of the basement door so we didn’t have to track mud into the church basement. During the meeting we heard a loud rumble and looked out the window to see that snow had melted and fell off the roof of the church, landing on top of both of our vehicles! Neither of us had our windshields busted and most of the snow had melted and slid off our vehicles before the meeting was over. I visited with Tony Holt Tuesday afternoon to wish him a happy 95th birthday during that warm weather. He sure wears those 95 years well!
Amanda went to Buffalo Tuesday evening for the trash can cabinet building party at the Lions Civic Center put on by Buffalo Hardware. Several people showed up for the construction class and Amanda’s cabinet turned out really well. I’ve got to get in to one of Sam’s classes because they look like a lot of fun.
The Ash Wednesday service and supper at Slim Buttes had been postponed to this Wednesday because of the nasty weather last week, but the wind blew so hard all day that the road to the highway was packed with snow again so we weren’t able to make it to church this time either.
The weather forecast said that the blizzard was supposed to move in Wednesday night and the wind was just howling when we went to bed. We didn’t get nearly as much snow as predicted, but that terrible wind blew everything full of snow again. The guys spent most of Thursday plowing open the roads again and cleaning out the calving lots. After I struggled to get through the huge drifts blocking the way to the chicken coop and falling through the snowbanks three times, Reub opened a new path to the coop so I could get there safely. The blizzard wasn’t nearly as bad here as it was across the state, but that nasty wind certainly created problems for us.
Did you see the pictures of ranchers down by Kyle having to dig out cows that were completely buried under the snowbanks? I called Liz (Marty) May at her grocery store in Kyle to see how she and Avery faired during the storm. They had over 70 mph winds and at least 20 inches of snow that buried everything. The rancher that was digging cows out of the snowbanks is their neighbor and no one down that way has any idea where their cows are or even if they are still alive. Liz said an airplane is flying around trying to find livestock for the ranchers.
Wednesday was the last day of the 2019 legislative session and with the blizzard rolling in Liz’s brother, Rep. Sam Marty and Rep. Steve Livermont loaded up and headed for home that afternoon. They didn’t stay for the final vote on the budget so they could make it home before the storm hit. Sam said they’d probably just vote no on it anyway.
A large crowd of friends and neighbors gathered in Ralph Friday afternoon to wish Louise Jenson a happy birthday. It was 38 degrees here that day and the county road into Ralph from Highway 75 was REALLY muddy. The highway was covered with slush on the way up but the plow had it cleaned off on the way home. The road east of Ralph to the highway was even worse on the way home, but, thankfully all the 4-wheeled vehicles made it through. All of Louise’s family came for supper Saturday evening to help her celebrate her birthday. I’ll bet that made her smile!
We have a new neighbor. Brock and Natasha Besler had a baby boy on Saturday. Little Wesley Michael was born in Hettinger, weighing in at 7lbs 14oz and is 19¾ inches long. Little Wesley joins an older sister Lucille. Congratulations to the parents and grandparents!
The weather was nice enough on Sunday so we were able to have church services at Slim Buttes Lutheran. They will have the soup and sandwich supper before Lenten Services this Wednesday at 6:30. Hopefully the good weather is still here, so we can finally make it down there.
This Sunday was also St. Patrick’s Day and a lot of folks came to church dressed in green. In honor of my great great grandmother, Mary (McGuire) Wilkinson, who was born in Ireland to Peter and Nancy McGuire in 1819, I’ll leave you with this Irish joke:
Six retired Irishmen were playing poker in O’Leary’s apartment.
It happens quickly: Paddy Murphy loses $500 on a single hand; clutches his chest; and drops dead at the table!
Showing respect for their fallen brother, the other five continue playing….. standing up. Michael O’Conner looks around and asks, “Oh, me boys, someone got’s to tell Paddy’s wife. Who will it be?”
They draw straws. Paul Gallagher picks the short one. They tell him to be discreet; be gentle; don’t make a bad situation any worse.
“Discreet? I’m the most discreet Irishmen you’ll ever meet. Discretion is me middle name. Leave it to me.”
Gallagher goes over to Murphy’s house and knocks on the door. Mrs. Murphy answers, and asks what he wants.
Gallagher declares, “Paddy just lost $500, and is afraid to come home.”
“Tell him to drop dead!” says Murphy’s wife.
“I’ll go tell him.” says Gallagher.