There's nothing like a snowstorm that leaves snowdrifts bigger than you, even if you are only 3 feet tall.
Mr. Geek and I were talking about how the old folks always say how they had tons of snow when they were growing up. When reflecting on his childhood, we hope that S doesn't think 2 feet of snow is a regular occurrence around these parts.
We're all dug out, thanks to our neighbor's snow blower. I love how a big snowstorm really brings out the good spirit in people. I baked blueberry muffins yesterday and gave some to the college kids who helped dig us out too, and also to our neighbor. It seems like a good way to get warm and fuzzy inside, besides huddling under a down comforter.
It's nice to see people who barely glance up at each other when coming and going happily helping each other out.
Let's hope though that I am not writing a Marshmallow World: Part 3 post anytime soon!