Do I really have to say it? It snowed. I think at least 32" here. It snowed so much that I had to take the plexiglass window out of my screen door and stick the shovel out and shovel that way in order to open the front door and make it to the stoop. So much that there is about 5' of snow on the side of the road (and at the end of my driveway, or would've been had my neighbor not attacked it with his AWESOME snowblower) where the plows came by. At least we got plows though. Ah, the benefits of living on a snow emergency route.

People, it snowed so much that Charlie doesn't even like it. And she's kind of a snow whore. I think its because she can't go out exploring. Just keeps coming up against a wall of snow thats at least twice as high as she is.  Can't see over it even when she stands on her hind legs.

I have sweat under my boobs people. Thats how much I've been shoveling. Boob sweat is NOT comfortable. One of the many, many downsides of having tons-of-tits. Oh...the day I can have a reduction...But I digress. We're really not talking about my breasts. We're talking about the snoosturm of the day.

We got a lot of napping done here in Dogtopia. And some knitting. Mostly napping. Though I did get a bit of Peggy's Xmess socks done, wound a few skeins of yarn, blocked a shawl, and cast on and began to knit a new shawl. Did I say we napped a lot?

I'm telling you, all of the napping and non-snow-exploring tired Charlie out.




See?