Mr. Beer and Ice
Jim got what he refers to as the best Christmas present ever from his parents this year. As you may have guessed from the title it was a Mr. Beer home brewing kit, lucky me! So he finally got to it yesterday and now we have this “lovely” keg type thing on our kitchen counter. In just 14 short days we will be enjoying a lovely homemade brew. Although I joke I would much rather have him use this kit than try it on his own, like he did when he was still living at home. What ever he was making only made it to the fermenting stage when his mother got a whiff and quickly disposed of the concoction. So I will let you know how it turns out, but somehow I don’t think we will be opening a pub anytime soon.
As for the ice, that is what I found on our front porch this morning. It was the definition of black ice. The step just looked damp until I stepped on it and found my self flying up into the air and very quickly back down onto my back side. I smacked my arm pretty good and immediately got a headache although I didn’t hit my head. I thought for a moment I may have broke my arm because of the sound it made when it hit but I just scraped it in my coat. Later my back started to hurt a bit but as long as this headache goes away I think I will be fine. Just to show you how slick it was, I tried to catch myself with my hand but it just slid on the concrete which I guess saved it from being skinned up really good. After getting my wounds cleaned up Jim put enough salt on the sidewalk to dissolve the concrete, so hopefully it won’t happen again. Apparently, the ice was caused by freezing fog. I hate freezing fog.