I know many of you reading this will not have a White Christmas. Actually, some of you will be wearing shorts on Christmas Day. But let me share with you the joy and the not so joyous experience getting snow like this can be. Merry Christmas!

Good ole trusty snow plows. I have a love-hate relationship with these guys. I love that they are there to plow the roads and keep them clean so that I can get out and do what I need to do. I hate that they pile layer after layer against my car while it’s parked. What can you do?
Just as it is about to slack off, here is what the view out the front door looks like…

After the snow has all but ended, let’s take stock of how much we got…

It was officially 8 inches.

After it was all said and done (and a couple hours of shoveling later), the car is all dug out and clean. Finally laying eyes on this sight is a good feeling.