[My phone rings…]
Me: Mwah time is it? Where am I?
Rocco: Sorry Hon, where did you park the car?
Me: Is it Tuesday? Oh wait, you’re driving?
Rocco: It’s Friday. The buses aren’t running.
Me: I think it’s on Garden.
Rocco: K, thanks.
Me: Be safe, k?
Rocco: K.
[Time passes. Then Rocco’s phone rings…]
Rocco: Hey.
Me: Where the hell are you?
Rocco: At the ferry. Why? Where are you?
Me: Standing in the middle of Garden Street with a pair of skillets.
Rocco: Um, why?
Me: To help you dig out the car.
Rocco: It’s too buried. I gave up. We don’t have a shovel.
Me: I know, that’s why I ran downstairs to rescue you with my trusty skillet.
Rocco: The cast iron skillet?
Me: Now who on earth would use a cast iron skillet in the snow?
Rocco: …
Me: I’m going back inside now.
Rocco: Did you bother to put on real clothes or are you still wearing your pajamas as you stand there in snow boots holding skillets?
Me: Goodbye.
Rocco: Bye.
Three days later, the car is still completely buried.
What a trooper you are…it was cold in your PJ’s huh? Do they have the butt flapp…thats what I’m imagining that and one of those stocking caps that have the long tail and pom pom at the end.
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Actually this pair is so old and stretched out they tend to fall down off of my ass so I guess that’s kinda like a butt flap. Not that I’m wearing them right now. Damn.
Very sweet. Do your neighbors have a shovel you can borrow?
In Hoboken? Pblttt. My skillets and I can take over the world. We don’t need no stinkin’ shovels. RAWR!!
Wow. This is quite the picture. Seriously, who uses a cast iron skillet to dig out snow. My arms would be so tired from just carrying it down there that I’d have to go back inside for a rest.
♥Spot
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Right? That’s why I was totally ready to rock my light weight allclads. I’m pretty sure they’re rated for up to 7 feet of snow.
Next time bring your kitchen broom and a spatula. Don’t ask. Just do it.
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Um. This is awkward. Would you believe I also don’t own a broom? I know. It doesn’t make any sense, does it? I’m a filthy slob. Besides, broom handles are way too large to work as effective swizzle sticks.
Ok, so, I would never laugh at you, but, as a word of warning, the skillets will totally scratch the surface of the car if you get close and don’t realize it. Which is why I always dig mine out of the snow with a plastic bowl. It’s a giant one, but if I leave it parked outside the garage, which I do wayyyyyy too often because I hate walking through the dungeon (basement), I just use my trusty giant plastic bowl. How could he have possibly thought you would bring the cast iron skillet??? Silly man!
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Um. I call shenanigans. You would TOTALLY laugh at me. You might even point at me THEN laugh.
My Gawd, girl, go to Walmart and buy a friggin’ shovel!
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Nope! I’ve got a big plastic bowl. I’m totally set now!
Snow in your pajamas, now that ‘s a party.
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I cleared two feet of snow off of my car with an old CD case while naked. My neighbors love me.
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I. Um. Wow.
Um, I’m sorry, you did what? I had some crazy in my eyes when I read this.
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I was going to leave it at that, but no. I can’t do that. You explain why you were leaving naked in the first place. Do it. Tell us now.
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That guy just doesn’t know how lucky he is. Just sayin’
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I make a point of reminding him hourly.
You’re sweet! And smart. I never would have thought of using skillets. But I make my husband do all of our snow removal. After all, he has to be the King of something, right?
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My husband has a throne in his kingdom.
And this? Is why I no longer live in Chicago.
If you grease your car with Vaseline, that snow just slides right off…
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If only I’d bought that house with the vaseline storage….
Awwwww. This is such a touching moment. You guys are so sweet!
p.s. On Car Talk the other day they were trying to help this woman get her car out of the ice: ice froze on all four of the tires!
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I don’t know how, but when I saw this post the other day I only saw the FIRST phone call. I just read the second one and my life would not have been complete without it.
I’ve also got images in my head of you standing in the street, jammy pants hanging low, and Dufmanno clearing your car off, in the buff, with a CD case. I feel like that would be a marketable fetish flick for somebody.
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