SnOMG

I have to keep this short today since Mason is anxious to get home (and he's off because the public schools declared a snow day), but I just want to let people know that the Morehouse/Rounds household is mostly unburied after the blizzard of the century on Saturday. We have drifts in our backyard that are over my hips. Granted, given my height, that may not seem impressive, but, trust me, it is.

The biggest hassle involved moving my car Sunday morning. My street is a nightplow street, which means that we can stay in front of our house in the evening (after 9pm), but have to switch to the opposite side (by 8 am.) I knew that it would take time to shovel to the car and then unbury the car, so I got myself out of bed at 6 am. It took me nearly an hour to clear the sidewalk, and a half hour to get the car out from the giant ridge that the snow plow left in its wake. Even more of a hassle was actually trying to find a place to park once I achieved freedom. We had a lot of snowbirds, so there wasn't a lot of free space. But, thanks to a neighbor who came out and edged his car forward just enough for my butt to make it in, I did it. All before the 8 am deadline.

And then the plows never made it.

After coming back from our nunchuck/sang jool bong seminar at kuk sool wan, Shawn said that St. Paul had declared a second snow emergency. So, even though the plows never cleared our side of the street, we had to move the car back into the snow drifts. NOT COOL! But, I did not want to get ticketed or, goddess forbid, towed, so I jammed our car into a spot that didn't have drifts that were too hard to get in or out of. I TRIED to call the snow emergency complaint line, but we couldn't get through despite waiting for over an hour on hold.

I have a feeling this had happened to a lot of people.

As for nunchucks, Mason, believe it or not, was not that into them. I, however, left kuk sool wan thinking, "I know KUNG-FU!"