Hmmm. I may not have grasped the finer points of Googlewhacking. Are you allowed to put the search phrase in quotes, or are you just supposed to do term1 AND term 2?
I got sucked into working on my site again -- now I just have to figure out my damn FTP. I've forgotten my password. Harumph.
We did have quite a bit of snow last night, and I got up early to shovel -- it was still dark. I was one of the first ones out, and the block looked magical -- the think white carpet over everything, and everything so quiet. Plus, you couldn't see the malt liquor bottles and other miscellaneous crap left on the street.
The snow was perfect for snowballs or snowmen -- wet, heavy and easy to pack. That makes shoveling a bit of a pain, but I still enjoyed it. It's one of those "Look! I really am a homeowner!" things, I guess. (Plus, our sidewalk and steps really doesn't cover that much area.) That, and it's the first snow of the season, really, and it was warm enough that I could go out and shovel in my polarfleece sweatshirt, jeans, hat and gloves. I'm feeling it in my back tonight (no, mom, I'm ok, just aware that I've worked muscles that haven't been used for a while), and I'm sure I'll get tired of it if we have another foot fall on us anytime soon.
My car is buried but accessible. I learned my lesson last year -- I had parked my car out back, behind the gate, and then it snowed about two feet. Then folks drove through the alley, making frozen, hard-as-rock ridges of ice right outside our parking pad, and I couldn't open our fence. Doh! My car was trapped for about a month and a half. I prefer taking public transport when there's snow anyway -- even if I'm a perfect winter driver, I sure see a lot of people who look like they've just moved up from Florida or something and have never driven on snow before in their lives.
I got sucked into working on my site again -- now I just have to figure out my damn FTP. I've forgotten my password. Harumph.
We did have quite a bit of snow last night, and I got up early to shovel -- it was still dark. I was one of the first ones out, and the block looked magical -- the think white carpet over everything, and everything so quiet. Plus, you couldn't see the malt liquor bottles and other miscellaneous crap left on the street.
The snow was perfect for snowballs or snowmen -- wet, heavy and easy to pack. That makes shoveling a bit of a pain, but I still enjoyed it. It's one of those "Look! I really am a homeowner!" things, I guess. (Plus, our sidewalk and steps really doesn't cover that much area.) That, and it's the first snow of the season, really, and it was warm enough that I could go out and shovel in my polarfleece sweatshirt, jeans, hat and gloves. I'm feeling it in my back tonight (no, mom, I'm ok, just aware that I've worked muscles that haven't been used for a while), and I'm sure I'll get tired of it if we have another foot fall on us anytime soon.
My car is buried but accessible. I learned my lesson last year -- I had parked my car out back, behind the gate, and then it snowed about two feet. Then folks drove through the alley, making frozen, hard-as-rock ridges of ice right outside our parking pad, and I couldn't open our fence. Doh! My car was trapped for about a month and a half. I prefer taking public transport when there's snow anyway -- even if I'm a perfect winter driver, I sure see a lot of people who look like they've just moved up from Florida or something and have never driven on snow before in their lives.


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