If I could be trapped in a cabin in the woods for 3 months in a blizzard, I’d love it. As long as I had groceries. And running water. And internet service. And cupcakes. And a hot tub. And a man to cut my firewood.
Remember Mrs. Kravitz? My neighborhood-peeker out her window-crime stopper? Well a couple of weeks ago, during a snow storm, my husband wasn’t feeling well so I went out and shoveled. I know what you’re thinking … Jody … shovel? Well a girl has to do what a girl has to do. Well I didn’t just shovel our sidewalk, I shoveled several sidewalks. Because I’m nice like that. And they make me cake.
After a few hours of snowfall, I looked out the front window and Mrs. Kravitz’s daughter was in my driveway shoveling.
Oh no.
Darn her!!!
Now I have to go out and shovel again. She isn’t married yet and doesn’t realize a wife has a plan. Leave the rest for the next morning when your husband is feeling better.
It’s important that I note, I don’t do yard work. My husband is the grumpy neighbor guy whose grass you better not step on. He is out the door at 5:00 am pulling weeds, building a shed, and goodness knows what else because I’m still sleeping. By the time I roll over, the yard looks like a football field and we have a new warehouse in our backyard.
So there is Mrs. Kravitz’s daughter, bundled up, shoveling my drive.
For the love of nice neighbors.
I pulled on my long johns and headed outside.
That’s when I hear …
Mrs. Kravitz’s daughter: I didn’t know you knew how to shovel.
Me very politely: Of course I do.
And then I did what any very competitive ex softball playing, volleyball playing, cussing football watching girl does. I banged that shovel to the ground and shoveled my cupcakes off. She wasn’t about to shovel more snow than me.
And I talked to myself the entire time …
She did not just say … I didn’t know you knew how to shovel. Yea that’s right … I don’t need to know how to shovel. The girl isn’t married yet. She has no clue. She’ll learn one day the ways of a wife. She’ll realize she has a Lifetime movie to watch but pretends she’s doing laundry while her snow gets shoveled.
And another important lesson – always make sure your husband is good to the neighbor ladies so you get cake.
Have a good day all … let’s hope by spring my husband doesn’t notice his football field has a few chunks of grass missing from my damn shovel.
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I. Can’t. Breathe. I’m laughing too damn hard… Have I groveled and apologized enough yet?
Oh, and I am going out in a bit to do my own snow…. I plan to do yours too.
Lynsie, Maybe more chocolate cake would make me feel better.
And do not shovel!!!
Well, Jody, I got my good laugh in for the morning! It was ( – 12 degrees) out this morning. I can’t find anyone to shovel my frozen snow!
OMG. It’s like when my neighbors bring my garbage cans in for me because I’ve left them out for three days. The shame!
Mel, I’ll send my husband and Lynsie over.
NorCal, you do not do that – do you?
I shoveled our snow last night… sure couldn’t tell this morning when we got up – so Hubby shoveled again. I’d fix a neighbor a cake though if they would come shovel my snow for me next time!
Nothing about Chocolate for those three months? Don’t sound right.
Tell us how hard it is, trying to get all the muscle groups to coordinate when you try get out of bed the next morning. Theres always a morning after to pay.
The first part of our driveway we share with the neighbor, and then, as you get back behind the houses it splits. My neighbor – I’m sure of it – watched me shovel our shared drive about 10 times last year, and it was starting to irritate me.
Imagine my surprise, though, as I came home today, with the snow coming down, and the entire driveway, including the part that is mine and only mine, was completely clear.
Apparently the neighbor purchased a new snow blower, and all the time I spent shoveling his drive last year paid off.
Ahhh, it’s the little things in life:):)
See, this is why I live in the “sticks” – we don’t have to shovel. We just let it pile up until we can’t open the &*($*%$ door. Seriously, we NEVER get any snow…like maybe once every year or two, and then it is only like an inch. It is snowing now and I love it, but I’m not out shoveling – it is 2:00 in the afternoon and I’m still in my pjs