To each and everyone of you out there in Packerland and those few from VikingLand and else where, have a very merry Christmas and may you have a happy New Year..........blah, blah, blah and all that stuff.
More important, I got revenge on the neighbor hoodlums, (kids of a young age) last night in a monstrous snow fight right in the middle of our cul de sac. You may remember that we went at it a couple of years ago when I nailed them unexpectedly from behind my truck. Last year they got me as I was unloading groceries from our car and my arms and hands were sort of "tied up" with bags. They thought they were home free, but I had a whole year to plan the revenge attack.
Fortunately Luke, one of the Hoodlums Dads, was in with me, and we set this up perfectly. The Hoodlum Gang was sledding down our hill last night, from terrace D, (one level above our street), down through a utility company easement, to level B, which is in Lukes backyard. Vertical drop of about 350 feet. Once they were heading down there was no stopping unless they bailed out or ran into a wayward Elk or Moose. We let them get comfortable going scott free for several runs, then we let them have it.
They set themselves up as they all came down right in a row.....8 of them just like sitting ducks. As they hit the edge of my front yard and sped across our street, we hit them with shovels full of snow that we had strategically placed along the side of their sledding run. Twelve shovels full of snow, of which Luke and I managed to get ten of them as direct hits. Numbers eleven and twelve we somehow got each other.
Everyone then picked up snow and pelted each other for awhile, then, because I'm old, I called a time out and we went out back to our bonfire and had hot chocolate and snacks. A totally fun time.
Anyone for a Weenie Roast?