Random Saturday tosh.

Why is it that once I sit down to write all my good thoughts go out the window? The window in this case, since I know you were wondering, is caked in snow because there is a winter wonderland storm raging out there. At the moment it is all white and fluffy and picturesque but it seems to be unending and I fear that we shall be trapped in the house for the rest of the winter. Once we have eaten all our food we are going to be forced to eat the cats, then the dog and there is no good eating on him so naturally we will be forced to kill and eat other. I think that I will lose this battle. Gil is a wily bastard. Bless him. Anyway I digress, the weather is frightful. Our new dishwasher is supposed to be delivered today but I can't see that happening. We couldn't get up the hill last night, fun times slipping backwards to unseen traffic. AWESOME. (Totally just had a panic attack thinking the dog was dead because he wasn't moving... he was asleep. God I am a freak)
Well there is one blessing about the snow, Oliver likes it even less then I do. Our bathroom breaks have been mercifully short. Out, business, in! Although last night when Gil and came home from our hot hot date which we had to cut short because of the damn snow, we all went out to play/shovel and it was totally awesome. It was the first time I was able to get Oliver out again after his evening walk. Usually he just flat out refuses to leave his crate. YOU try moving a 75lb dog who doesn't want to be moved! Anyway it was fun.
Poor Gil is out there now and it is less fun trying to shovel the mountain that the plow left at the end of our driveway. The delivery guys called to say they are still coming today (they are hardcore) and I guess they will need to get in the driveway. I am secretly hoping the fella across the street who is out there with his snow blower will come and give my Sweet Baboo a hand. It is a good thing that I am good wife and fortified him with some Cream of Wheat before he went out there. I know, I know, if I were really a good wife I would be out there with him. I plead the one shovel defense. Also I get up at 6am to take the dog for a poop, that has to count for something right? No, I know, I really am just lazy.
Now I am off to make cupcakes for Shanna's kids who are coming over to get their Christmas gifts. Yay!