It’s Not All Mary Poppins

And the [ice] rain, rain, rain came down, down, down

It’s garbage day. Emma cracked her mirror last night. I’ll just pop that out to the curb before the trucks come. The sidewalk is clear, I see, so I slip on some Birkenstock wannabe’s and proceed down the steps. The rain, it drums steadily on the porch roof above my head, but it’s a short few paces from the steps to the curb where the garbage bins await pick-up. I’ll be fine.

At the bottom step, the rain cold on the back of my shoulders, I pause. The pavement in front of me glistens in the dull not-quite-light. Hmmm.

Poke out a tentative toe from the security of my sisal-covered step. My foot leaps away from my body. My GOD, it’s slippery. Like greased glass. And I’m going to walk across that carrying a large piece of actual glass? I think not.

One of the cats, seeing me open the door, scurries towards me from across the street. “Oh, hurray! I’m being rescued from this wet!” And she SLIPS ON THE ICE. Front legs went port, rear legs when starboard. Have you ever seen a cat slip? Lose their footing and actually fall on their belly on the ground? Me, neither. Until just this morning. It’s, uh, pretty funny, in fact. Where’s the other cat?

Here, kittykittykitty…

A change of footwear and a liberal sprinkling of salt allows my safe passage, unsliced by shards. More salt in an attempt to see the tots arrive in one piece. I hope their parents are not so foolish as to try to carry them in from their cars. A tot who slips on their well-padded, snow-suited butt is going to be far less injured than a tot who plunges to the ice from a height of four feet. And is then crushed under their loving but not-quite-thinking-this-through parent.

It’s slightly above freezing at the moment, but the forecast calls for the temperatures to plunge ten degrees over the day — which means flash-freezing and ice, ice, ice.

I think today will be an “inside day”.

January 30, 2008 - Posted by | health and safety, Ottawa


  1. There is a reason I visit Canada, but I live in the south. I took my boys to a playground yesterday afternoon because the mercury was up to 65′. We get cold (even got snow twice last week!) but then just before we get all depressed about it we’re cheered up by a sunny day. My bulbs are even trying to peek out from under the mulch. Am I rubbing it in? 😉

    Comment by Jill | January 30, 2008 | Reply

  2. It spring like here, nippy in the air but blue sky and sunshine, amazing to think its two full months till the clocks change!

    Comment by jenny uk | January 30, 2008 | Reply

  3. This morning we had freight train wind and the ice/rain was supposed to follow. Before leaving for work we rescued our garbage cans (8 houses down), our flag (I watched it fly off the house and into the yard and I didn’t want our mailman to be impaled by it later), and a child’s plastic wheelbarrow (who knows where it came from) from the yard and street.
    Of course now I am safely ensconsed in my little lab. A good five minute walk to the nearest window. For all I know we could be snowed in.
    Hope all the tots made it in without injury. Good luck!

    Comment by Dani | January 30, 2008 | Reply

  4. Poor kitty! I don’t like the term “flash freezing” very much. Kind of scares me.

    btw–my sister in law went back. Ah well.

    Comment by Bridgett | January 30, 2008 | Reply

  5. The cat on the ice had me giggling. Here kitty, kitty. Naughty, Mary.

    Hope all is calm and peaceful in the morning.

    Comment by undercovermutha | January 30, 2008 | Reply

  6. “Like greased glass” is an excellent description. It’s what our driveway and street look like. I’m glad no one was hurt.

    And as for seeing a kitty sprawled on their belly, once our oldest female went tearing across the freshly clean hardwood floors and did exactly that, paws out and everything. I have to agree that it was pretty funny.

    Comment by Sheri | January 31, 2008 | Reply

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