I just wanted to post for the last time, fair reader. Soon enough, my arms will fall off; my back will seize; and my ass muscles will never recover. No, no. I've not had the best night of my life with Mr. COG (as he is on a business trip this week). You see, dear reader of COG, Mr. Cold Meiser shit about a foot of heavy wet snow all over my yard. And I've spent about 3 hours today shoveling the 75 foot driveway. By hand. By myself. Because the snowblower wouldn't toss that crap for anything.
Did I mention that I'm sick of winter? And oh, by the way, we're getting 3 more inches tomorrow? Sorry, 3 inches doesn't impress me as a measurement with ANYTHING. Especially snow and male genitalia. I think I'm changing my mind on New Year's resolutions: I resolve to reside in a warm climate.
-K
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Ugh! That snow was nice and heavy wasn't it?
Everyone makes fun of our huge northern michigan snowblower...until we get the crap that dumped on us this week. I was able to get through it, plus the crud at the end of the driveway left by the plows like a hot knife through butter.
The clearing crews here in MI could learn a lesson or two from the studs in New England. Now you want to see snow removal look sexy? Go there.
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