Thursday, December 4, 2008
Snow on the back yard fence
Beautiful, isn't it?
I wish I could say it was as serene in the front of the house. This morning, we woke to about four inches of snow. Hubs is out of town, and I was feeling industrious, so I bundled up, grabbed a shovel and went out to scoop the front stoop, sidewalks and part of the driveway. It's a triple driveway, so I did the old "just a path to get to the mailbox."
I should mention here, that our driveway is not very long, but it's very steep.
I took the kids to school, and when I got back to our house, paused at the end of the drive to get a little running start. Went sliding and skating all over the place. My neighbor across the street was out with the snow blower, and it was roaring away, so I don't think he noticed my lame attempt to get up the drive. I casually rolled the car back down the drive, going sideways, and parked in front of the house. We exchanged pleasantries. He looked a bit puzzled at the tire tracks running sideways on my driveway. "Couldn't get up the drive, huh?"
I went and got the shovel, thinking I'd scoop a little more. And with that, went skating down the drive. Thankfully, by this time, the neighbor was busy with his snow blower again, back turned, so he missed that little display.
Nonchalantly, I crawled back up the driveway, put the shovel away, and went inside, closing the garage door behind me.
Note to Hubs: Sweetie, we need to get the snow blower going. Note to self: Next time, get the teenager that lives upstairs to scoop the snow. (Isn't that what teenage boys are for?)