I woke up during the morning of Storm Nemo after having dreamt that my leg was stuck in a mound of snow. I struggled to pull it away, but I was being held down. Then I opened my eyes and realized that — in reality — I was being held down by a fuzzy, leg-weight.
At least it was warmer than being stuck in snow… 😉
Don’t let their innocent faces fool you. They’re mischievous master-minds who are planning on taking over the world.
Anyway, the snow that had fallen over-night and long into the morning was unbelievable. Granted, I’m more fun-sized than I am tall, but some of the snowbanks rose above my hips. I had this sudden desire to see how long it would take me to run from one side of the front yard to the other…
But Nate suggested that I instead put my cabin-fever induced energy to use, and he taught me how to use the snow-blower. I can’t believe that I waited this long to learn. It’s actually fun.
Hmmm, I wonder what guys do when their wives are out snow-blowing the driveway…
Oh, that’s right! They stock up on Thin Mints!
(Yeah, that would be 5 boxes of girlscout cookies. Apparently, Nate can’t say ‘no’ to cute little girlscouts).
Anyway, after the driveway was sufficiently cleared, we took a walk around (and across) a nearby lake. And I have to say, it’s been awhile since we’ve had so much snow, but I definitely missed it.
Thank you, Storm Nemo, for bringing winter to New England at last.
Oh, and I’m totally ending this post on a random note… But check out this clock that we bought for the dining room wall! It reminds me of my Memere, because she loved roosters so much. 🙂 And we also found that little corner hutch, which fits perfectly.
Slowly but surely, things are coming together. 🙂