More Snow and a visit to my Friend the PA

So this is our beautiful snow out my front window. Don't you
just love it. Remember I have a large front porch and it has been completely
consumed by the ever growing mounds of snow in what used to be my front
yard.

This
is the half of the drive way I had time to shovel this
morning in 45 min.
before I had to leave to help in WG's class.

This is the side of the driveway that didn't get shoveled of the more than a foot of snow we got last night. The delightful thing was that after finally shoveling that half of the driveway the wind picked up and I got to shovel a three foot drift out of the side of the driveway again.

Can you see my house? It is a little hard to tell how tall the snow piles are from the street but I couldn't talk the kids into coming outside so I could have them in the pic. But trust me these piles of snow are record breaking! Love the snow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Here is another pic from my window, it is kind of pretty but oh so crazy!

So after all of that shoveling and trying to chip the ever
growing layers of ice off of my driveway and front steps I decided to take my
neighbors advice and knock down some of the totally killer icicles that were
hanging off my roof. Now just in case you are wondering this was an amazingly
bad idea. So here I am knocking down these icicles did I mention they are
HUGE! So I'm being really careful to step back everytime I wack one of these
totally killer icicles so that I don't get struck as they fall.
Unfortunately, yes there is an unfortunately. So unfortunately one very large icicle hit the handle of the shovel I was using to knock the icicles down (I
know it just keeps getting better doesn't it) so the icicle flew into my face.
Yep! square between the eyes! At first I thought oh, that could have been bad.
Then oh-no I think that was bad. I walked back into the house feeling just a
little dizzy and stunned. I went into the bathroom to see that my forehead was
bleeding right between my eyebrows. I raised my eyebrows and it poped open,
yipes! Now let me just say that I am often feeling bad for my neighbor who has
had stiches in both her young boys multiple times and I never have had that
pleasure. So I call this dear neighbor who's husband happens to be a PA. At this
point I'm starting to feel nausiated and week and very dizzy. So my neighbor
drives me to her husbands clinic and he checks me out. He says it is deep but
small enough that steri strips or 'band-aids' super glue would be the best. But
he gave me all sorts of info on concusions so that was fun :). Anyway mostly I
just have a REALLY bad headache and a shattered ego for doing such a stupid
thing as a mother. I ROCK! But hey, someone has to keep life exciting!

Speaking of life being exciting I was told by one of my young
women who helps her mom with WG's primary class that he has quite the
vocabulary. Which I know but it makes me laugh to have other people be shocked
by this. So she tells me a new boy with WG's same name just moved into the class
and she asked WG what he thought of this. He says "it's REVOLTING!" she smirks
and when the boy with the same name asks what revolting means she says, "it
means he is happy and thinks it is neat." WG rolls his eyes at her and in his
most sixteen year old annoyed voice says, "that's not what it means!" you've got
to love the WG!