As I mentioned yesterday, we got walloped with a blizzard over the weekend. We got about 25-27 inches in my driveway and I am still trapped here at the house. That’s OK today because my workplace cancelled classes, but we’ll see how the rest of the week goes. Over on the East Range, Virginia “won” the snow battle with 32 inches over the weekend. This was easily the biggest snow of the year and single-handedly turned a dry year into an average one. All of my father-in-law’s mechanical snow plowing devices have been foiled by the white, drifting snow menace, so there remains some question if I’ll be able to leave this week without outside aid. (Don’t worry. I have enough beer … for now anyway. If you don’t see me in town by Wednesday, send one of those dogs with the XXX neck kegs like from the old cartoons … bonus to anyone who can tell me what those things are called).
Dont let Al Gore hear about this!
If you were a true Minnesotan, you’d be wearing shorts in these photos.
Those things are called “mother.”