We are still waiting for our little cul de sac to be plowed and it took 3 hours for us to clear our driveway and front walkway.
It took only a split second though for me to smack myself in the mouth with my snow shovel, resulting in a fat, fat lip and a nasty bruise on my face right under my lower lip.
I also accidentally hit the big dog with my shovel when he walked past as I was heave-ho-ing a big shovelful!
The hubs asked what the hell was wrong with me and all I can think was that I was outside in the bitter cold way too long??? Brain Freeze???
had to shovel a path for the dogs to get outside!
my mom helping my daughter out of the snow bank she got stuck in!
let me say this, while I adore finding a great pair of vintage ysl heels, and dream of owning an hermes kelly bag, i married a fisherman who shovels snow in his camoflauge waders while wearing his snowboarding goggles.
and that is all i have to say about that.