Frosted Windshields and Frosted Donuts

March 11, 2009 at 9:52 am | Posted in home sweet home | 1 Comment
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Normally it takes me about twenty minutes to drive my kids to school. Yesterday, our roads and vehicles were covered in ice. We had to stop no less than three times to scrape the windows on the way to school. I fish-taled and white-knuckled it into town in forty minutes flat, going all of twenty MPH, only to find out we were two hours early (well 100 minutes, since we would have technically been tardy). Apparently the phone system had a glitch, so many people in our area did not get “the call.”

Do we spend the two hours driving home and back to town? Ah, no. Do I try to make this a fun “snow day”, and go play in the freezing rain with my children? Ah, no. We chose the easiest thing and went for donuts.

The first place we tried was one with a place to sit. As we got close to the glass case normally filled with frosted goodies, we saw the case was empty. As we were leaving the worker asked, “Did you find what you were looking for?”
“No. We came for donuts.”
“Oh, they are on vacation for the next two weeks.”
As we piled back into the truck, thinking of where to go next, my eight-year-old pragmatic son wrinkled up his face and blurted, “The donuts are on vacation?”

We found some donuts, then settled back into the cab of our little truck so they could eat their second breakfast. I got to hear stories about their life on the playground for a little longer than usual on this icy South Dakota morning. Life is good.

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  1. Mmmm.. second breakfast. Those just became my two most favorite words in the english language.

    I’m being to think this winter thing is going to get worst before it gets better, maybe the donuts have the right idea.


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