I'm No Ezra Jack Keats - - -

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But THIS is a snowy day anyway.

Oh no, don't misunderstand me, I am NOT complaining about it - - - I do LOVE me my wintertime snow!
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This is how my little candy apple red wagon looked after a couple of hours out in the parking lot this morning.
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Of COURSE I was out and about in it - - - this IS Wisconsin ya know!!
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If we stayed "in" waiting for perfectly clear roads, blue skies, and zero snow we'd stay "in" from November through May.

When I lived in the south I giggled about the whole bread and milk situation when the word snow was merely mentioned by the weathermen.

If you don't know what bread and milk situation I'm talking about - - - you've never lived in the south.

South Chicago does NOT count.
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I came home from my morning jaunt and decided to shovel before I even came into the house.
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My snow pile is going to get even bigger 'cause I really need to get out there and shovel again.
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I'm guessing by now we've probably received a new 5 or 6 inches on top of what we already had.

It's enough that our mailboxes are threatening to play "hide and seek" with the snow bank.
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Look to the left (south.)
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Look to the right (north)

Come in and attempt to go about one's day.

WAIT!!!!   Why isn't the HEAT working?

Called for the "heat guy" who came and had me fixed up in a jiffy.

He no sooner left than it stopped working again - - - so now he's down there making clinking, clanking, and rumbling noises - - - I HOPE those are helpful in bringing back the heat.

If you could see me, you just might giggle at me blogging with my hoodie jacket on and the hoodie UP over my head.

BRING ON MORE WINTER!!!
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My snow gauges are MUCH HAPPIER with some snow to gauge.

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