Our part of the world was what you might call dumped on over the Christmas weekend. My driveway was cleared by my dad on the 25th with his snowblower and then again on the 26th by my neighbor and his trusty bobcat. I would guess that a total of 9" piled up at my house and it drifted about two feet high on my front porch. I enjoy the snow so it was no big deal for me, in fact, Please sir, can I have some more?
On Saturday I drove 20 miles into the next county without any trouble but when I tried to get into one of the neighborhoods less than a mile from my house I got stuck. I was trying to pick The Kid up from a friends house. I knew it was going to be bad over there and made him walk a block from his buddy's house to meet me, the whole time thinking how clever I was to avoid the trouble down hill. Ha ha. It took two snow shovels and three teenagers to free Klaus from the icy grip of this frozen hell of a subdivision. My tax dollars at work. Sheesh.
Anyway, we all had a great holiday and everyone was happy with their haul, especially The Kid. He was rather disappointed to wake up at our house to a stocking full of candy bars and goofy flavored soda pop but it was all better when he got to my mom's house and unwrapped his new laptop. Seriously, he should know by now that you have to wait for grandma's house before you see the real goods.
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