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OMG I am becoming one of THEM!

When we had our last big snow of the season, I proactively checked the day and time for my shoveling schedule.   Yes, I am getting VERY tired of my winter shoveling exercise plan.  However, it is important to me that we have the best shoveled driveway on our 1.2 mile road. (Trust me, I check as I drive home everyday).

The snow was expected to start on Sunday and would be finished by early Monday morning.  But that wasn’t going to work for my schedule.  Because I had a meeting Monday morning and I didn’t want to have to get up at the crack break of dawn to do anything but check my phone, see that it was 6:15 am, turn over and go back to sleep.  Then I had this great idea!  I could start shoveling snow on Sunday (pre-shovel, I would call it) and then by Monday morning I would just have a smidgeon of snow left.

I waited as late as I could on Sunday and finally got all dressed up in my special pink boots, Elmo hat and shovel gloves around 5 pm.  As I shoveled, it was rather disconcerting to see my newly shoveled driveway quickly fill back up with snow.  My husband didn’t think this was such a great idea but I told him he either had to quit watching and commenting or come and help.

I had to physically stop myself from starting all over again when I reached the end of the driveway.  Yes, there was still snow, but only a half inch or so – I could even drive over it except I wanted a CLEAR (and tidy) driveway.

When my alarm went off at 7 am on Monday morning the snow was finished falling.  I pulled on my snow shoveling outfit and headed out.  Maybe my husband was right, I thought.  This did seem to take as much time as yesterday. But I would never admit to that, of course.

As I continued to shovel it suddenly dawned on me that I was behaving just like those old retired people who lived in our neighborhood in Florida.  After a hurricane we would go outside to survey the damage and see these old people calmly picking up the debris and trash and cleaning their lawn.  I would smugly  said to my husband: “OMG, I hope I am never like that – get a life  huh?”  And then I would let my two toddlers play in the water in the ditch next to the house and watch out for snakes.

But I am just like them. I was even worse.  I didn’t even wait for the nature event to finish and I was compelled to clean it up.

I guess my only saving grace is that the snow should be over.  At least it had better be.  Otherwise I would have to move to Florida and worry about cleaning the lawn after a hurricane.

Before picture


After Picture.  Bestest driveway on the road!



One More Cold Winter Whine

It is currently 7 degrees out.  This morning is was -2 degrees out. Tonight it is supposed to -15 degrees.    Now, don’t get me wrong, the sun is shining and it is beautiful to see all the shimmery dazzling white snow.  I just want to see it from behind a window while sitting in front of an electric heater that is on its highest heat setting.

But enough is enough.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAI can’t take this much longer.  I have learned that once the weather is in single-digits or less, my car heater just can’t keep up with the level of heat that is expected.  My car is so filthy dirty, I feel embarrassed to park it at work.  (It reminds me of when my daughter was little and got head lice.  To this day, she will say that she got head lice twice when she was little.  I’ll agree with that, but it was two times that lasted about two years in duration trying to eradicate those damn things).  Not to mention that just thinking about taking my car into the automated car wash gives me anxiety.  Do you think my doctor would prescribe Xanax for car wash anxiety?

And then there is Boca.  Bored Boca. Even with the cold and snow, Boca will still try to go outside.  From 6 pm to 11 pm he is in and out the back door at least 20 times. The problem is that he has to come right back inside after two minutes. So he wanders around the house looking for someone to torment for his personal entertainment.  Which usually means Casey is a great target.  So on and off all night you hear Casey start to bark and growl and then someone yelling at Boca to leave him alone.  Even Abbey, as big as she is, keeps a wary eye on the cat as he saunters past her.


We did buy Boca some new cat toys which amused him for about 45 seconds.  I get that, I mean how can some plastic balls with bells inside compete against live vermin living outside that you can hunt and kill?  And everyone has learned that you shut your bedroom door at night because if you don’t, you will wake up at 2:00 am with a cat sitting on your chest staring intently into your eyes.

Who am I kidding?  Even though I may SAY this is my last whiny blog about the cold weather, it won’t be. Especially if the Farmer’s Almanac is correct and we do get a blizzard in February.  Just don’t say you weren’t warned in advance.

Dead Deer on a Mini-Van

  • I swear I can’t make this stuff up. It also sounds like the title of a country song. I’ll have to work on the lyrics in my spare time.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA
  • My daughter had her first full-time job interview last week.  She showed me the outfit she planned on wearing.  Call me old-fashioned but I really thought the skirt was just too short.  So we went into my closet to find a more “suitable” interview outfit.  Christina tried one of my dresses on and then wailed: “OMG!  I look like I have three kids and drive a mini-van!”  She was right.  She wore the short skirt.
  • We had been nagging our son to get his flu shot for months.  Finally we told him no more money until he gets his flu shot.  Luckily I remembered to demand proof as well.  (And I had to check the dates just to make sure it wasn’t proof from last year)
  • Yeah, Ohio got A TON of snow.  Kind of cool, rather cold but cozy with a fire in the fireplace.  Believe it or not, I absolutely love shoveling out our driveway.  And it is a l-o-n-g driveway.  By the third time it had to be done, I was so over it.  But I want absolute acknowledgement that I did it without bitching.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA
  • Last night I was so PMSing that I decided to be nice and go to bed early.  (Something my husband just doesn’t give me enough credit for – I mean, I could stay up and bitch for hours, right?) Then I had a dream.  And in my dream I was also so PMSing that my husband said to me: “Look, I don’t want to hear it.  Just use the RONCO DREAM BOOT and change your damn dream if you don’t like it.”  So I used this contraption and moved myself into a different dream.  True dream story.  I swear I can crack myself up even in sleep.
  • Finally, here is Casey with his favorite Christmas toy. Except there is some kind of love/hate thing going on.  It makes this stupid chipmunk noise when you squeeze it and drives him crazy.  Abbey just wants it so she can tear it apart.O