At 11:00 am, the Chef bundled up to shovel our sidewalk and driveway. The snow is picking up, still falling, and the wind is wickedly whipping it around. While he was outside, freezing and sweating at the same time, I was snug as a bug in a rug at our kitchen table... well, that it until the wind shifted and started blowing snow through the new crack above the french doors that lead to the backyard. Yikes, we'll have to do some insulating or something before the next storm.

An hour later, at 12:00.

Drifts are piling high around the house, and seem to have destroyed much of the hard work my husband did by shoveling.
I'm still copy editing, and now the Chef is making lunch. And no, he usually doesn't dress up in his chef whites to cook for us, he was just cold and didn't want to cook in a bulky sweater. And yes, I was Starbucks girl for years, and when I quit I didn't return my aprons.

7 comments:
WOW! look at that snow. Lunch looks like some kind of desert to me!!! Love the look.
We are loving the storm over here . . . but our apartment is always drafty.
I love your pictures of the storm. I haven't been able to take any good ones. Oh well. It sure is a doozie!
Save me some!
The snow is beautiful and if I was there I would be loving it. I'd be loving it for about 12 hours. And then, I'd be ready for spring again :)
Wow - you weren't kidding when you said it snowed! I hope it melts for you soon. (Unless you are enjoying it - then I hope it sticks around :)
I'm in Kansas so I will definitely be getting that nasty blizzard here in about 12 hours. Though, it was supposed to start last night...what happened to spring??
Great post at Bookends. I'm totally with you. Time spent writing on my blogs is fun, but it is also time not spent on the WIP.
I'm reading Book in a Month, and it argues very strongly that you need to prioritize if you want to reach your goal of a completed manuscript. I'm wondering if one of the blogs might need to fall by the wayside for a little while at least.
I was lucky enough to be in Denver for the blizzard. It was a doozy. It worked out well for my dad though, because my kids were there to help dig them out.
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