Thursday, February 21, 2008

Ice, Ice, Baby


No, not what you're thinking, although we do have a new layer of snow as of last night. This is actually about the lack of ice cubes in our house with which to grace the G & Ts of our latest friends to visit from SFo. The icemaker doesn't work, and we long ago lost the knack of filling ice trays, so dear Jason & Adra had to gently remind us that some people do put ice in their drinks (even Scotch!), and they graciously showed us how to place the ice tray in the freezer replete with water, which then turns to ice! So tonight their G & Ts will be the proper temperature. And maybe I should stop to buy a bag of ice on the way home from work.
I had to stop at the gas station this morning, in the snowfall, and fill up so the little light on the dash would go off. While standing there, a large snow-plow truck pulled up and emitted that oh-so-evocative scent of diesel in the cold & snow. Takes me back, back to winter in Leningrad when I was a slip of a girl. Amazing how powerful scent can be. And interestingly, this one is connected also with temperature. It has to be cold, preferably with snow, for the diesel aroma to work its magic on me.
So all is cozy and good here. Building memories in a new place with lots of help from dear friends from the old.

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