This poorly exposed photo documents the first 20 minutes or so of my Valentine's snow day. It was just enough shoveling for me to think "hey, a little shovelin's not so bad." Then I realized that for the first time in six years we wouldn't be able to just drive our monster station wagons over the snow drifts down the drive. I bet it took me and my $5 shovel (pictured) close to an hour and a half before we were done, with no breakfast in me even. And I finished right when morning cartoons were over, of course, so 2 year old Mr. B turned to me just as I slumped into a chair with a banana and said "Da-ad. I wanna play you. Duck Duck Firetruck!" And Duck Duck Firetruck is not a game you can play half way, either. But it was a swell day. All that snow.
This poorly exposed photo documents the first 20 minutes or so of my Valentine's snow day. It was just enough shoveling for me to think "hey, a little shovelin's not so bad." Then I realized that for the first time in six years we wouldn't be able to just drive our monster station wagons over the snow drifts down the drive. I bet it took me and my $5 shovel (pictured) close to an hour and a half before we were done, with no breakfast in me even. And I finished right when morning cartoons were over, of course, so 2 year old Mr. B turned to me just as I slumped into a chair with a banana and said "Da-ad. I wanna play you. Duck Duck Firetruck!" And Duck Duck Firetruck is not a game you can play half way, either. But it was a swell day. All that snow.
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I can't wait to be home.
you guys are good men--shoveling the driveways for your wives.
Wow Miles, that read more like a blog post than a comment. Not an attack mind you, just quite a comment! I don't have any snow stories here. The closest I get is avoiding ice by riding my bike on the road... and as Mr. Hill knows, that didn't last long.
I love that the guy is just out for a walk and he gets you out in no time. What did he do? I imagine him telling you something like "y'see boys, what you need to do is tie the rope to the truck in the ditch."
Ahh yes... I was the one shoveling at my house. And of course the brakes on OUR station wagon are dead, so I had to scrape every godforsaken piece of sludge-encrusted ice off so my mom's Lincoln could get back up the driveway.
The weatherman says it'll be 40 degrees by Tuesday. :-)
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