white wet stuff

That sledding idea didn't work out. First, I got out of the house late, around 3pm after T's nap. I drove with her to rent a little pull-sled for T, and planned to go to a hill and play around for a bit. But a minute away from the renting place, I spotted an actual sledding place that had nice looking set-up hills for easy sledding. So I turned back and returned the pull-sled, and headed to the sled place. It was cash only though, and I had ONE DOLLAR on me! The market next door had an ATM, but it was out of order. So I bought a drink with my ATM card for cash back, but somehow it automatically charged with no choice of cash back. Next, I carried T and walked to the neighboring gas station, finally getting some cash from an ATM. Having the drink I didn't want to have while sledding, I carried T back to the car to drop it off. By the time I got to the sledding ticket store, I was tired, and T wasn't too thrilled either. The last straw was when the lady said none of their sleds had pulling strings, meaning I'd have to carry both T and the sled up the hill to go down it. I passed.

I had T walk around in the snow a bit and gave her a snow ball. She wasn't too impressed so I think sledding next year instead of this year will be fine.