Saturday, January 1, 2011
So, today before I went out to snow blowing through the 800 foot tall snowdrift at the end of my driveway, I started thinking how I could write that I made a mistake in a previous blog post when I said that snow blowing is fun.
Except I didn’t. I’ve spent a many hours snow blowing in the last two days. Shockingly, I’m really enjoying it.
What can I say, I was born with the gift of happiness.
I loved seeing that giant mountain of snow dissolve into mist in the air.
There is plenty of time to think when you are snow blowing; it takes a long time to demolish 800 feet tall drifts. I started thinking that if I was going to have to do this more often I should get my own snow blowing clothes rather than borrow my husband’s ugly baby-poop colored, but oh-so-warm, Carhartt overalls. I wondered if they came in black. (they do – I Googled) Black would look much better on me, it’s slimming. Black Carhartts would also match the new hat and mittens I bought for snow blowing.
I took a picture of them to show off how cute they are close up. The falling snow tends to obscure their brightness as it covers me.
Then I started wondering if my oh-so-warm but monstrous and ugly Sorel boots come in another color. I’d love for them to look more like my rubber boots.
I wore these boots with wool socks on Thursday night to help dig my daughter’s car when it was stuck in a drift. She was wearing my Sorel boots. I wasn’t out in the blizzard too long but my feet stayed warm and dry. Both neighbors complimented me on my boots; I might be on to something. Or they may just think I’m crazy.
Just another post by Merry Mary at 7:31 PM