<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tZVufRlMtzM/SzZOvaTSpnI/AAAAAAAABko/d5P2-hbAJrM/s1600-h/DSC09015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tZVufRlMtzM/SzZOvaTSpnI/AAAAAAAABko/d5P2-hbAJrM/s640/DSC09015.jpg" /></a><br /></div><br />The good thing about marrying a vet who once loaned his house to his brother and sister-in-law while he was on an all-expense-paid, year-long excursion to the exotic lands of Afghanistan is that, when said brother- and sister-in-law move away while he's still overseas, it's easier for them to leave some pretty cool stuff behind.<br /><br /><a name='more'></a><br />I'm talking about things like cabinets full of canned peas (I love canned peas - LURVE). And things like a vintage couch covered in that fabric with hunting dogs and ducks on it - you all know what I'm talking about. And things like a hydraulic car jack and giant buckets useful for storage of dog food and other bits and sundries. <br /><br />Also, they leave plastic sleds. Score! <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tZVufRlMtzM/SzZO4qdIgwI/AAAAAAAABkw/5gHqtuA8ORU/s1600-h/DSC09024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tZVufRlMtzM/SzZO4qdIgwI/AAAAAAAABkw/5gHqtuA8ORU/s400/DSC09024.jpg" /></a><br /></div><br />Thanks to the first white Christmas we've had in Oklahoma in a looong time, we got some use out of  that plastic sled this week. Check it out:<br /><br /><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xXYBMYuTOkg&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xXYBMYuTOkg&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />What do you like to do when a foot of fresh, white snow is dumped at your place? Something tells me your responses aren't likely to involve in-laws.