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Yummy Blizzards, right?
I wish.
Nope. It's more like this crappy blizzard.
My husband's out of town.
I'm home with my mother, bless her heart.
She can't shovel, nor can my two year old.
So that leaves me and I'm going to be honest, I'm a wuss.
Oh, yeah, I'm going to say it. I pissed and moaned the whole way.
BUT I did it.
Though after a day of shoveling over a foot of snowball, I climbed my way over to my neighbors and begged them to snow plow my driveway.
Thank goodness they didn't think my over sized man boots, wet pants, red cheeks and big fuzzy hair were not too crazy and said, "Sure!"
So now I can actually walk down my path and drive out of my driveway without cursing!
No reading done, not when you are solo with child for the whole weekend or entertaining your mother. Christmas cookies were made, though and that has to be good for something!
red headed book child
