Celebrated my BD yesterday. And thank you all for the well wishes, you're too kind :) I have one more year to relish my 30's YIKES! In anticipation of yet another 1+ footer of snow, and knowing I'd be solo on by celebratory day of birth, I planned ahead.
I'm not afraid of shoveling, in fact I freakishly enjoy it. If forces me to get fresh air, it's great exercise and Ripken gets to romp around and eat till his heart is content. Problem is, I was raised/trained by the "Lawn Ranger". Jimmy Brooks instilled in me, my mom, Ryan, and the neighbors alike, that your not 100% complete until evey blade of grass is swept off and every crumb of snow is clear from the area.(For those that never knew him, don't get the wrong impression. He was an amazing man and chill in many ways, but for whatever reason he was fanatical about his lawn care.). So what might take most people 20 minutes to clear a pathway will take me double that time. And I honestly can't quit until it's perfect... I often want to be done long befor I'm done, and that would suffice, but I won't stop. It's so irritating on so many levels, but it is what it is.
This is my 2nd winter in a very long time and I'm sick of it already. Although I must admit my confidence in driving in these horrid conditions is vastly improving. And lemon drops or not, I've got a silver lining... A week from today I'll be flying to the Bahamas and relaxing under water w the fishes and sharks. Soooo excited!
Stay tuned. More interesting blogs to come... we hope :)
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