Guess what I just did?
Shoveled the driveway. And I’m gearing up for that same full body workout all weekend long, as there’s nine more inches of the white stuff on its way.
We have a snowblower presently sitting in the back of the garage with no gas in the tank. And despite the fact that we’re in the height of winter, it’s also halfway in the rear view mirror with springtime flowers lurking right around the corner. Now is the time of year to play double negative, positive spin games like, “Pfft. We don’t need no blasted snowblower. Let’s get through this winter the old fashioned way! Let’s shovel and shovel some more! It’s good for us! Screw Old Man Winter!”
So while my arms get svelte I dream up dinner plans with every scoop and fling. Scoop and fling. Scoop and fling.
I. LOVE. THIS. DISH!…