As I write this, the front edge of a blizzard is about two hours from hitting us.
Thank gods Peg's mom and brother gave us a snowblower for Christmas yesterday... I assembled it when we got back from their place last night and it's sitting in the garage ready to be launched.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
Thank gods Peg's mom and brother gave us a snowblower for Christmas yesterday... I assembled it when we got back from their place last night and it's sitting in the garage ready to be launched.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.