Today we paid for all the mild weather we have been receiving. The Northeast, including Jersey, was clobbered by a blizzard. It closed the airports and kept just about everyone at home. Hell, you know it’s bad when we didn’t open the Post Bar.
It didn’t stop snowing until after 3 o’clock, leaving behind about 20 inches of snow and drifts high enough to literally frost one’s stindeens.
I spent several hours of quality time with Mr. Snowblower and now, after a hot shower, I feel not unlike a dishrag. I believe that I will retire to a comfy chair and
nod off read a bit.