Snow Blower

You know those people who hate snow? Those people who have moved from colder climates and mock us Las Vegans when we get all excited about the slightest snowfall? I now understand where they're coming from. Fresh powder is indeed beautiful, but I certainly don't want to deal with it in my everyday life.

I have to give it up to Jason for busting out the snow blower and clearing up around my car yesterday morning. At the time, we weren't sure if I was even going to be able to leave. But if he didn't do all this ahead of time, I wouldn't have been able to jet as quickly as I did when we found out that I-40 had reopened. Once mother nature gave me that window, I booked it and got the heck out of dodge. Or in this case, Flagstaff, Arizona.