I gave my dearest the best gift he could ever want, I shoveled the sidewalk. He hates it. All of those years in Troy, New York no doubt, but I just love it. Crappy-ass ice and all. We actually have a mutual understanding. I hate doing the dishes and he hates mowing, raking and shoveling. So I rarely do the dishes and he rarely needs to mow.
I was up at 2 am this morning listening to the sleet rain down. Ahh, the plows just went by the entrance to our street again taking great care to avoid coming down and clearing it. I think they've managed to spread the slop back onto my clean sidewalk going up the back of the house. Thanks.
Well have a great day and I wish you many happy thoughts of chocolate.