This is what it looked like outside our door this morning at 8 a.m.
It looked like this yesterday morning too, but it was a holiday and we didn't have to go anywhere, so the chore was put off a day. Note the footprints in the snow at the base of the stairs. They continue strait into the yard, not following sidewalk that is on the left. Mike chose this route when he came home from work on New Years Day morning. Yes, the sidewalk had deeper snow than the yard.
And yes, the drift covers the hood of my cute car. Mike may be cowering in the corner of the photo but only because he's trying to unthaw our snowblower before giving it a workout.
Poor, poor car. Someday we'll get the pool table out of the garage (it's for sale on Craigslist if you're interested!) and you won't have to go through this.
|The Christmas lights are still up--we're big believers in enjoying them until the 12th day of Christmas, January 6. Though I noticed that my neighbors all have theirs shut off. Oh well. Tis the season to be jolly, I say. ...Eggnog anyone?|
I'd like to point out that we had guests on New Years Eve, the night of the storm. I shoveled a narrow path up the driveway and steps before they arrived at 7:30 p.m. and again before they left around 1 a.m. The drift was on the car the second time I was out. The next morning, it was there again.
So, I woke up when Mike got home from work this morning and together we tackled the
beast snow removal with our handy garage sale steal of a snowblower, a plastic shovel, and a metal shovel. I make the distinction between the two shovels because anyone who has ever done any serious snow removal knows that a plastic shovel will never perform as well as a metal one. Never.
Ironically, it started snowing while we were out. But, it only left a dusting. Phew!
Three hours later, we went inside and had chocolate waffles with peppermint ice cream. Ok, so maybe we're still celebrating the new year today. Yum.