Hey all, Frisket here!
It's been quite a week for Luminary and I. Lots of journeys, heartache, danger, and work - we're alive and kicking though, so that's something to be thankful for.
On Saturday, January 3rd, we were notified that my maternal grandmother of 96 (!) years had passed away. With my family being in Wisconsin, that meant an 8.5 hour drive to the Old Country - in winter, Wisconsin's most hospitable time of year. /sarcasm
In addition, we are still dealing with a sick cat. To have a rotund Maine Coon mix go from 22 pounds to under 14 in a matter of weeks - not to mention being able to (barely) eat only the most liquid portions of wet food, and having to give her a dose of pregnisalone every day so she has the ability to eat and drink. With 3 vets, many tests, and no solid diagnosis, she's certainly a challenge, but she's our little baby, and Luminary's first cat of her own. I couldn't ask Luminary to leave her while we went to the funeral, so she stayed behind at Hysterical HQ as I drive to the family gathering.
I arrived no problem, despite temperatures reaching the -30s. I found that I had run out of washer fluid for the windshield - no problem, I purchased more at agas station, only to find out that my washer fluid was completely frozen. The funeral was icy cold and brief, fortunately, with a good number of people attending. It was a good way to see off Grandma Violet, despite the chill.
I headed home with little difficulty - My salty windshield nonwithstanding, however my car was experiencing terrible icy roads and fishtailing badly only minutes into my trip. After a tense couple hours I reached Dubuque, Iowa, where I was stuck for some time, caught up in rough snow in the left lane, hoping that my hazard flashers would warn the traffic behind me of my issues. Semis flew past me and other stranded drivers. After some shouting and good old-fashioned Midwestern snow-driving knowhow, I managed to wiggle the car at a high RPM up the hill and off to freedom.
With so many unplowed exits, I couldn't stop anywhere - for fear I'd never get the car out of the snow - so I reluctantly pressed on into the trip, As I drove southward, the ice and snow slowly dissipated, making the drive far easier.
7 hours into the now 9.5 hour trip, I had crossed into Missouri, where the temperatures were hovering in the 30s. At this time, my windshield washer finally started working. Turns out even the heat from the car hadn't defrosted it - only after getting out of the arctic temperatures did it stand a chance.
After arriving home, Luminary and her mother set up our booth at Ahn Con 2015 while I took a break. We spent the weekend working our booth, and are now home.
To those of you having a slow weekend at home, I envy you! Here's hoping things settle down for a good while.