Ry shoveled for an hour this morning while I slept. In that time he was only able to shovel a fifty foot section of our frontage and both sets of walkway stairs. It usually takes us 20 minutes to do the whole thing if we're working hard. But we have over 100 yards of sidewalk between our corner lot and our portion of the alley. We also have a freakishly wide sidewalk at about five feet across, must be some kind of park neighborhood amenity. Not much of an amenity in this weather, instead, it's truly like clearing a football field.
Ry woke me up requesting that I make him oatmeal for fuel. I obliged as he'd done all the hard labor so far. I asked if he wanted oatmeal or eggs and he responded "both." Then he went on to ask for eggs on top of his oatmeal, yucky. But I made him his piping hot bowl of blueberry pecan oatmeal with an over-easy egg on top, which he just devoured. As I was making breakfast our neighbor came by and started to snow blow our sidewalk. We ducked down like silly little kids, not wanting him to see us lazying around while he did hard work for us. We kept our fingers crossed that he would come by and blow a wider path, which he did and voila! the job was done. I had shoveled this man's front sidewalk once just out of kindness and boredom, so I didn't feel so bad. Ry says we'll make him cookies and take them over with a thank you note later on.
Since we're not going anywhere I can safely say the rest of the day holds more Lost and laundry as we prepare to go chaperone the Model UN Club's University of Chicago Conference field trip for the second year in a row.
Here are some pics from our blizzardy little corner of the city:
We have pretty massive icicles on each of our gutters. We are gonna have to do something about that once things warm up a little.
The man prepares for hard labor.
Holy drift!
Look at how deep it is, up to his knees.
Heavy, heavy. Those of you that live in apartments have the last laugh!
Wearing a hat over your hood is always an attractive idea!
Our back bedroom window is completely covered by a drift. This kitchen window, not too bad.
Anyone want to sit out on the porch?
