We have two feet and counting of wet, heavy snow just south of Sundre. You think I'm joking? Well, I'd take pictures but my batteries in the camera are done. And it took 2 4x4's and a tractor to pull my SUV up the hill by my house. Long story, but the tractor finally got us all out, however, we had to walk the mile home to get the tractor in this crappy weather. I had to shovel off my deck to make it in the house because the door wouldn't open. I had to shovel off the steps to my deck because it was no longer steps, just one giant slippery mess of a hill. So anyhoo, I'm not heading into town to get new batteries to take pictures so I can prove it.
I may steal them from some other appliance when the circulation returns to my burning fingers. (hooking chains up is cold on the arse too, but if I said it was on fire as well, I'd just be opening myself up to ridicule) I'm gonna have to offer proof to the bosses anyway about how I couldn't possibly get to work. So you should have the evidence sometime tomorrow.
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"When in doubt, make a fool of yourself. There is a microscopically thin line between being brilliantly creative and acting like the most gigantic idiot on earth. So what the hell, leap."
- Cynthia Heimel
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