
It snowed and blew (and if the past tense of blow is blew, why isn't the past tense of snow snew, I'd like to know) until about 4 o'clock this afternoon. mrMimi ventured outside to take pics and shovel out a bit. When he shovels snow, it always causes me to yell loving and caring things out the door, like:
You're not a kid anymore, y'know! I'm gonna get really pissed off if you have a heart attack!
And he calmly goes and does exactly as he pleases.
This better be winter's last hurrah.



