Remember this picture from last year, when the ToolMaster singlehandedly cleared our cul-de-sac with a neighbor’s snowblower? (And that because that snow pile is deceptive, and easily as tall as the man himself, I was moved to write Six Reasons I Have the Best Husband in the World?)
This was the scene yesterday, after a van got marooned mid-street:
*claps hands in delight*
It’s an old-fashioned worker bee, peeps. I haven’t seen one of these in…gosh, since we poured our sidewalks fifteen years ago. Even better, this emerged spontaneously — a choreographed ballet with snow shovels and storm boots we couldn’t plan if we tried.
Speaking of snow, another cautionary tale: Unless you have immediate and prompt access to eye bleach, do NOT google “sexy man in snow”. Trust me on this. Please.
Better yet, have a quick peek at Urban Dictionary for the slang definition of “snowball”.
However, because I went through the effort for you, here are a few smile-worthy images that came up in my search. The first comes from someone with a nihilist view of life. 🙂
I love the carrot in this one. 😉 And no, I can’t get in closer for better detail.
Don’t you think he’d be handy? You could have him lie down and cool a six-pack on his six pack.
So how fare you with your weather? Are you snowbound? Inconvenienced? Experiencing cabin fever? Has your community come together in any meaningful way?