Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Never mind the smell, does it come in 4-wheel drive?

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On Christmas, Santa brought us a blizzard.  And I'm not speaking metaphorically about a blizzard of toys or bustling activity or anything...I mean a literal blizzard.  We were snowed in for three days.  Scott kept shoveling the driveway, yet more and more snow kept appearing.  The third time he headed out to shovel, I offered to take a turn but he just laughed at me and said I would hurt myself.  He knows me well.

Apparently, the blizzard is a gift that keeps on giving, because the snow that it left in its wake refuses to melt.  Which wouldn't be so bad, except that today even more snow was dumped upon us.  Seriously, people - there is WAY too much snow on the ground right now.  I can barely see around the snowdrifts that already line my neighborhood streets.  Yesterday I had to beep the horn when I turned a corner just to let people know I was coming.  Just in case the screeching of my spinning tires hadn't given them enough fair warning.

If this keeps up, I'm going to have to trade in my minivan for a Tauntaun


I wonder if they make carseats for those?  (That was for you, BP!)

4 comments:

mrs. b. said...

i know, right? ENOUGH WITH THE SNOW! i am so tired of it! but it *would* be rather interesting to ride around on one of...those...things...? well, maybe not.

BranderPaul said...

I'm so proud :)

Helene said...

See, this is why I could never live where it snows heavily. I think it's beautiful but there's no freakin way I could drive in it. I'd just hide in my house all winter long.

Melanie said...

I don't mind the snow, it's this unending cold I hate. Course, in Texas we only got 6 inches. I might feel differently about several feet.