It's 12 degrees ... and while it feels great to have been totally prepared for snow, I just realized that I am the Snow Shoveler this year. Shit !!! Ron may be doing fantastic, but after all, he's still recovering from a broken arm and ribs, in addition to his brain injury, so he won't be allowed out there. I think he even has a prescription from both his Orthopedic Doctor and his Neurosurgeon, that says, "No Shoveling Snow This Winter".
It's been a very long time since I shoveled snow. I don't even have memories of shoveling snow. It's highly likely that my brother, Randy, was in charge of keeping the paths to the house, front and back, clear and safe. We would not give Randy that responsibility now : )
I've already learned my first DO NOT ... do not wait to shovel. Shovel right away, Goof Ball. Because when it warms up during the day, the snow melts, which then turns to ice. There is no such thing as Ice Shoveling. It's called Snow Shoveling for a reason. Love from The Prairie ... and building arms like Linda Hamilton in Terminator 2. xoxo.