



Snowed again...it snowed a lot. Maybe even more then it has EVER snowed in this area in such a short amount of time. It started about 9:30am Friday and kept snowing constantly until Saturday around 5pm. My husband and I decided the only way we would ever get out of our driveway is to keep up with the storm and go out every couple of hours to shovel. We took turns Friday night until we went to bed only to wake up Saturday morning with about 2 feet on the driveway. I shoveled from 10:30am to 3:30 pm and only got have of my stupid long driveway done. My body hurt. I was tired and hungry and just depressed that after all that, it still wasn't done. The funny thing is, even if we got the driveway done, we still live on a privately owned pipe stem. Translation: Ain't no body coming to dig us out!! No trucks! Nobody! It's up to all the homeowners to get together and dig themselves out of the pipe stem. We are just renting this house, but you would think that if you owned a home back here you would invest in a snow blower of some sort. No one has though. Ugh! And to add insult to injury, the plow that pushed snow off the adjoining street, left a huge wall of snow at the beginning of our pipe stem....awesome!
So I'm rethinking my idea that living on a pipe stem is great. Yes it's great for the boys when they want to ride their bikes because we don't have to worry as much about cars. In looking for a house, I have been looking for homes that sat back from the rode, had long driveways and big yards so the boys could have plenty of room to play. I'm rethinking this idea. Add snow to that dream and it becomes an absolute nightmare unless you have the big money to buy a snow plow or blower or unless you do like my college roommate's family did and just have your entire driveway heated....yep...I like that option the best.
I had to laugh because after such a long day I came inside and put warm cozy pjs on. We were making pancakes and it was about 8pm at night when we heard a knock on our front door. Now you have to imagine how surprised we were because we knew the front door was pretty much blocked with snow so whoever was knocking had to have climbed through 3 feet of snow to our door. We have a screen on our door that swings out so we couldn't even open that. When we opened the regular door we saw that it was the missionaries. Yep, those silly 19 old men who will climb through just about anything for service. We somehow pushed the snow and got them in the house for a minute...me in my lovely pjs....and chatted for a bit. Then they asked if they could go work on our driveway for a bit..such nice guys..but they could only make a path in the snow...well folks see you in March!