Dear Diary,
Yesterday, we had a decent size snowfall. The kids had fun playing outside. Even Stormy was crazy, playing in the snow. I like to watch from the window bench. The cold and I don't mix. This is one reason why I'm not happy that the next couple months I'm going to be dealing with the cold and snow alone. Atleast we have a snowblower, right. Wrong, David goes out to snow blow, and pulls the pull start right out of the snowblower. Im now amazed and pissed. He is obviously a beast, look at those arm muscles... but Fuck, I am not going to shovel our long ass driveway alone. I will die.. Not, probably, I will. DEAD. Or the kids will fuck everything in the house up, while Im shoveling, then I will kill them. Either way, no snowblower= death in this house.
Ok, fast forward to, today, David generously goes and buys me a new snowblower. Its twice as big and twice as fast. Im happy.. but he needs help unloading this from his truck. Im all of 130 pounds, this snowblower weighs more than me. I oblige. We give it a test run. I can hold up the non heavy end for 2 seconds, apparently I pass. David gets on the back of his truck. The snowblower is on the tail gate. Im on the ground.. I don't know why this seems like the best way to do this. We lift the machine up, and I am to take a step backwards with it. I didn't step far enough. The snowblower and David are both on the ground now.. David is on his back, the snowblower is on it's back.. It took a good chunk out of my leg. It was a fun afternoon.
All in all, we survived. I would have flipped out, had the snowblower broke, after we dropped a shiz ton of money on it.. David was ok too. Ill be honest, if he got hurt, wouldn't be the worst thing in the world, with deployment looming. ;)
-Meg
Yesterday, we had a decent size snowfall. The kids had fun playing outside. Even Stormy was crazy, playing in the snow. I like to watch from the window bench. The cold and I don't mix. This is one reason why I'm not happy that the next couple months I'm going to be dealing with the cold and snow alone. Atleast we have a snowblower, right. Wrong, David goes out to snow blow, and pulls the pull start right out of the snowblower. Im now amazed and pissed. He is obviously a beast, look at those arm muscles... but Fuck, I am not going to shovel our long ass driveway alone. I will die.. Not, probably, I will. DEAD. Or the kids will fuck everything in the house up, while Im shoveling, then I will kill them. Either way, no snowblower= death in this house.
Ok, fast forward to, today, David generously goes and buys me a new snowblower. Its twice as big and twice as fast. Im happy.. but he needs help unloading this from his truck. Im all of 130 pounds, this snowblower weighs more than me. I oblige. We give it a test run. I can hold up the non heavy end for 2 seconds, apparently I pass. David gets on the back of his truck. The snowblower is on the tail gate. Im on the ground.. I don't know why this seems like the best way to do this. We lift the machine up, and I am to take a step backwards with it. I didn't step far enough. The snowblower and David are both on the ground now.. David is on his back, the snowblower is on it's back.. It took a good chunk out of my leg. It was a fun afternoon.
All in all, we survived. I would have flipped out, had the snowblower broke, after we dropped a shiz ton of money on it.. David was ok too. Ill be honest, if he got hurt, wouldn't be the worst thing in the world, with deployment looming. ;)
-Meg
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