Shoveling with Pride

I hate snow. I hate snow with a passion. I hate snow with a passion and a cherry on top of that. I just came back inside from shoveling my way out of the driveway. Brushing off the truck was fun…yeah, right. I love getting snow in my boots and walking around with soaking wet feet all day. I love it and I can’t get enough of it. The thought of my jeans being drenched with water all afternoon….boy does that turn me on hotter than an electrical fire. A few more months and I’ll be long gone to sunny San Antonio…where it’ll be 75 degrees and gorgeous. I can’t wait. It’ll make boot camp so much better. Anything is better than being stuck here…in Central Maine, where there are 2 times as many snow plows as cars.