Fwooooooooooooosh!The official sound of snow falling in one big sheet approximately 94 feet long, 16 feet high, and 12 inches deep off of a new metal roof.
Aaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhh!!
The official sound of the idiot who thought it would be a good idea to try and pull just the bottom three inches off of the edge while standing beneath the roof.
i assure you. . . when your life is about to end, you DO see a bright white glow.
We got a good bit of snow, but the storm wasn't nearly as bad as they made it out to be. Or so i think. James has really become a great helper. He has his own snow shovel now and is responsible for the porches and part of one walk way.
Dad (lazy old turd) takes care of all of the surfaces that the snow blower can dig out! Being someone who isn't really a big fan of internal combustion engines, i have found a new love for my happy little snow blower. Even with it's nine horses it takes me a little better than an hour to get everything on my "route" dug out.Christmas is coming. The children are excited and the parents are begging for a silent night. . . Thank goodness for having Christmas day off!!!
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