Sunday, February 25, 2024

Snow Freshies


WAFFLES:  Nothing to see here. Other than a handsome mancat hanging on my favorite chair with the snow freshies out the window behind me. 

ELLIE:  What are snow freshies, Mr. Waffles?

WAFFLES:  That's what Glogirly calls it when she races to the ski area after it's been snowing. Powder. Pow-pow. You know,  freshies.

ELLIE:  This is what like to do when there's freshies.


We've had a LOT of the white stuff here at the mountain house. And it's been cold enough that it's been sticking around more than usual. 

Of course that means you-know-who is doing a lot of you-know what. In fact, today marks Glogirly's 60th day of skiing this season! At this rate she'll have no trouble making her goal of 100 days in the season.

Sunday, February 18, 2024

Waffles Waiting


WAFFLES:  It's almost dinnertime and Glogirly's STILL not home. 

ELLIE:  Don't worry, Mr. Waffles. She's probably just out skiing. Gloman will make us dinner. 

WAFFLES:  But look at the clock, Ellie. It''s...

ELLIE:  You still can't tell time, can you Mr. Waffles?

WAFFLES:  Well my stomach can. My tiny, starving, food-deprived stomach can.

About Today's Photos

Whenever Glogirly is out skiing and the time approaches mid-afternoon, Waffles takes to his post to wait for her. He sits on the back of the sofa where he has clear view of the clock AND clear view of the road coming down to the house.  

He can see the Jeep come down the big hill, and then he knows Glogirly's home. Once she walks through the door from the garage with her boot bag and jacket, he gives her a  very serious talking to!

Rescue Mission: Cat Ears

This is Glogirly with her cat-loving friend, Barbara. They try to get out and ski together as many days as they can each week. Often with their cat ears! Last week though, they had to embark on a rescue mission to hunt for one of Glogirly's ears. She lost it when they were skiing in the trees. The ears attach with strong magnets and one had apparently popped off when she brushed against some branches while skiing between a couple of tightly spaced trees. So they retraced their steps. It took three chairlifts and two black diamond runs to get them to the spot where they entered the trees. Slowly, they repeated their path, following their own ski tracks. And right where the tree branches were hanging low, there was a tiny black speck peeking out of the snow. 

Their rescue mission was a success! Glogirly once again had her helmet ears and all was right in the world. 

Sunday, February 11, 2024

Monday Morning Quarterback Flashback

ELLIE:  Hi everybuddy, Ellie here. There was a big football game on our TV yesterday. Truth be told, the snacks were way more fun. Mmmm...Cheetos. In honor of Super Bowl LVIII, whatever LVIII means, we're bringing you one of our MOST favorite football conversations between Katie and Waffles. Are you ready?

Hut, Hut, Hut!!!

WAFFLES:  Hey Boss, it's monday morning and I want my quarter back. That Superbowl was a rip off. There was only ONE commercial with a CAT in it. And he wasn't even orange.

KATIE:  Waffles,  it's QUARTERBACK. Not quarter back. 

WAFFLES:  That's what I said.  I want my quarter back. That's like a whole half of my allowance. 

KATIE:  Waffles, the quarterback is the guy that throws the football. 

WAFFLES:  How about a dime? Can I at least get a dime back? A nickel?

KATIE:  Waffles, for the last time, he quarterback doesn't have anything to do with money. 

WAFFLES:  That's not what I heard. I heard he makes LOTS of money. He's probably got TONS of quarters, so I want mine back.

KATIE:  That's not how it works.

WAFFLES:  Well that's messed up. 

KATIE:  The quarterback throws the ball at the other players so they can score a touchdown. 

WAFFLES:  Touch down? You mean like THIS touch down?

KATIE:  WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!  Flag on the play!  Flag on the play!  Personal foul!!

WAFFLES:  Personal FOWL??? You mean like chicken?

Flashback View from Minneapolis
A few years ago the Super Bowl was held in our hometown of Minneapolis, just a few blocks from our downtown apartment. Gloman was in Minneapolis, though he enjoyed the game from the comfort of his cushy chair.

A few days before the big game when he was driving home from work, he noticed four military aircraft flying in formation over downtown. The photographer in him got to thinking, "hey, I wonder if they're practicing for a flyover during the Super Bowl!"

So when game time rolled around, he was ready. 24 floors above the city, the corner window wide open and a big long lens. He knew he'd have to be quick. And sure enough, immediately after the National Anthem, the planes came zooming by, right over the downtown skyline.

That's the Foshay Tower in the foreground. It's one of the oldest buildings to grace the Minneapolis skyline. It was completed in 1929, the same year Glogirly's mom was born. Modeled after the Washington Monument, it's now registered in the National Register of Historic Places as an example of Art Deco architecture.

Sunday, February 4, 2024

Weekend Snowmageddon


ELLIE:  Mr. Waffles, should we go check out all that snow and stuff, don't cha think? Mr. Waffles??

ELLIE:  Mr. Waffles???

WAFFLES:  Sleeping, Ellie. Sleeping.

ELLIE:  You're sleeping? Are you sure?

WAFFLES:  Barely. 

ELLIE:  Barely sure or barely sleeping?

ELLIE:  The snow, Mr. Waffles. Shouldn't we–

WAFFLES:  Go back to sleep, Ellie. The snow will still be there when we wake up. 

ELLIE:  Promise? 

WAFFLES:  Zzzzzzz....

Snowmageddon - The Aftermath

Sunday morning we woke up to nearly TWENTY inches of fresh snow! 

There's nothing quite as visually spectacular as fresh mountain snow. It's like living in a beautiful snow globe. 

And the sunrises...they're incredible. 

For Glogirly, this all means lots and lots of skiing. 

This is the view from her favorite run, called Muleshoe, at the local ski area. In just a couple of days she's headed to Breckenridge, CO to ski with one of her friends from the Women's Ski Program. 

So what about that DRIVEWAY???

This volume of snow means we have to call in the professionals for our driveway. 

So far so good...not a single Fed Ex, UPS, or tow truck has spent the night stuck on it. But this is Colorado and there's likely to be plenty more snow yet this season! 

The fresh snow often brings out our local deer neighbors. In fact we had a group of seven frolicking up our road. A few of them even laid down in the snow for a rest.