Last Week in Willow

Got Scott's truck stuck in Russ's Driveway
It's worse than it looks

So, it all started with a foot and a half of snow, in about 2-3 hours, then about 60 degree weather.  Gotta love it!  No snow plows around and the snow is nice and heavy with the warmth.  Scott and I took care of his yard.  I cleaned off all of the houses, the snow was piling right up almost as quick as I was cleaning it.  Scott was driving around on his snow machine with the drag packing down the snow around the yard and the dog houses.  You could barely see into the dogs houses as it was, there was that much snow.  Tell ya what, snow makes for some awesome photos.  I'll add some here in a bit.  Well I am sure you are wondering about this here photo of Scott's truck "parked" in the driveway.  Well, it really was stuck.  I promise.  Nothing a little elbow grease, dirt and a few swears couldn't get out.  She got out in a saints whisper...

Fun while Russ is out on a run

Then on to Russ after he came home.  Well, he was so excited and decided to go for a run with the dogs, he missed them so.  I was packing my things for Skagway, actually sort of organizing/doing my taxes.  I had a great idea of messing with Uncle Russ to get a chuckle out of him.  Nothing some toilet paper, sharpies, a rubber glove and a zip tie couldn't cure.  Well, I have to say, I think it worked, but that's what happens when I think... sometimes I am wrong.  ME???  Never!

I spelled it that way on purpose, I'm Finnish, well a good
piece of me is.  (Really I was russian) HA

Who needs balloons when you have a rubber
glove, some sharpies and a zip tie.

Now once in a while I have great ideas.  A week or so back the microwave died.  Didn't work a lick.  Seeing as I love microwaves (I will use one once in a while, but I don't care for them) I asked Uncle Russ if we could shoot it.  I had the urge to kill something and why not something that already didn't have a pulse.  They aren't cute and you can't cuddle with 'em, so why not kill 'em, right?  Russ's old handler, Joe, swung in and joined us in the microwave massacre '11.  Shot a bunch of guns, shed some blood and went on about the day.  Something about shooting guns that relieves stress.  Remember kids, there is nothing wrong with being a bit of a red neck.  Only if you have a mullet and you still live with your parents in their single wide, is it bad, and you're 35 with six kids with seven different fathers.... hmmm, that might be known as something else.

Uncle Russ wanting the camera to video the killing of...
the microwave.

It blew me back a step, good news, the microwave didn't
know what hit 'em.

Instant Karma's a bitch... this bugger was DEEP
It was like a cheese grater...

Scott's, owner of Cafe Metro, baby

Last, but not least.  I still had somethings that I needed to get for the glacier and Russ had to go into town.  So of course we stopped at Cafe Metro... AWESOME coffee and Carmen and Scott are the sweetest, well Carmen is awesome-- hugs you every time she sees you, right up my alley.  Then Russ and I went over to Scott's house to see his baby...  She is soooo beautiful.  Me being me, I was afraid to breath near the car.  Just looking at her made your heart race.  The amount of work that has gone into that car, amazing!  Scott should, and probably totally is, proud of what he had accomplished!

He's 2 months older then this girl

He did all the work