Snowtastic? Or a Snowtastrophe?
I was stuck at home for 2 days (Friday and Saturday) because I would have inevitably gotten stuck as soon as I backed out of my driveway and onto the street . . . I waited for the snow plows to come through for more than 48 hours. My wish finally came true when I checked out the window on Sunday morning. Hallelujah and can I get an Amen?!! Friday morning, I woke up to a solid 3 inches of fresh snow on the ground. That was just Round One. I fired up the snowblower and cleared my driveway, the front sidewalk and Ellen's driveway and her sidewalk next door. I used up all the fuel in the snowblower and then went and helped Ben Parkinson across the street with my shovel. The snow just kept coming down though. Once again, you couldn't even tell that I had done anything. My back patio hasn't been shoveled once this winter and this is what it looks like currently. Ha ha, pretty soon all my patio furniture will be buried and invisible!! The snow came down constantly until 3:00 p.