My wife gave herself a snow blower as an early Christmas present this year. Our #2 daughter's boyfriend seemed quite annoyed when my wife told him that she picked it because it was the cutest. I understand it has little frogs on it.
Later, she assured me that, although it was cute, she had chosen it on the basis of practical matters like usability.
I think she picked a good time to get a snow-blower. If it keeps snowing the way it's done for the last week and a half, we'd be hard-pressed to keep up. Besides the practical use of the thing, she said that she wants to make a hill of snow in the back yard - and has wanted to do that for 18 years.
#1 daughter arrived today, with her pet rabbit Giol. I haven't seen the little nibbler yet, but have talked a bit with my daughter.
I see that it's Christmas Eve by now. This was going to be a longer post, but I've got to get some sleep.
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It sounds like the most practical gift ever. I hear you about the snow. We live in Eastern Wa State and I feel like I'm drowning in the stuff. You can see pics on my blog if you wish. Happy Snow-Blowing!
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