It occured to me that some of you might not know what the aftermath of a blizzard looks like. Now, this was just a little bitty baby blizzard. There is maybe a foot and a half, two feet of snow back there. Maaaaybe three by the fence. A few inches in the front where the footprints are, because sometime we shovel that part. And by we I mean, I don’t go out there if I can help it, so uhhh, Chris. I considered going out there but decided since many of you probably can’t empathize with –27 C (with windchill, –18 without) I am not really all that willing to make that sacrifice. And my local friends are rolling their eyes right now because I’m a huge wimp but this is my “I don’t care” face –> :| If I was meant to be cold we wouldn’t have remote start and indoor plumbing.
Also, let’s try not to analyze how frequently I use the tag “crazy.”