One pass on the driveway complete. At LEAST a foot of snow. Oh man, am I glad this didn’t happen last week when we were sick. I’m feeling better and that still wiped me out.
Author: The Jody
Me Vs. The Driveway
I decided not to go out tonight. The wind is blowing these gigantic drifts, and leaving some parts of the drive almost bare. Very odd. I just feel if I go out now, I’m going to do all this work and the wind will recreate whatever I’ve blown away. Does it make sense to wait? Sure, I’ll have more to snowblow, but what’s the difference? As long as the damned thing starts, at least then I’ll only be out there dealing with it once, right?
My neighbor Fran has already done his driveway once or twice. I have a good view of his driveway from here. Actually, when the snowcam was on, you could see his house. I saw him shovelling once, and snowblowing once. I wonder if he is just paranoid and can’t handle not having his drive clear. Well, I’ll think about it.
StormVision 2003
I have the webcam streaming storm video, if you’re interested. I’ve had it on for a couple of hours, and I got an email from a friend letting me know that it was time to wipe the window. You totally couldn’t see anything but the snow sticking to the window. So that gave me an excuse to open the window and let all kinds of precipitation onto the inside sill. Nothing but fun here, folks.
We’ve had a few Cheetohs. Actually, I ate mine with a grilled cheese at lunch. I can’t believe it’s already almost 4:30. I haven’t been out for five hours. I think I might step out while it’s still light and see how heavy this stuff is. Maybe get Junior out for a few minutes too. Well, we don’t have anywhere to go. Oooh, there’s the wind! That’s what makes it bad out. The snow is coming down, but not as bad as I thought. It’s the wind that’s making for ugliness. Well that and the prospect of 12 more hours of this.
Dude.
One, Twelve, close enough.
Junior wanted to go on “ad adventure,” exploring as it were. Of course, he means he wants to go visit friends, I tried to come up with someplace we could go. I picked Parker’s Country Store (actually, a penny candy store…fill a bowl) and Tatnuck’s Booksellers. My parents had given him money to buy a book for Valentine’s Day. Well we got there and they were having a buy three get three free sale on a ton of kids’ books…so of course that meant we needed to get six books. But he couldn’t pick less than 8, so then we had to get 12. You see the logic, right?
And then he wanted Papa Ginos for dinner. I think I’ve had enough crap to eat today. I’m going to have a pear.
