Another two feet of snow fell last night. The plow guy had to come by twice. It's really looking like a winter wonderland outside. All the trees are covered with inches of snow on every branch. It's still snowing, but lightly. Just enough to turn the whole view into one big holiday greeting card. It almost makes being unemployed a pleasure.

Janet and I shared the shoveling this time. It wasn't bad, because the snow was fluffy once again. Now we're sitting in the playroom and doing our things. It's been a real nice couple of weeks; spent together in the warmth and comfort of home. We had planned to go to Dippykill today, but decided not to tempt fate and the weather....

We just went out to shovel again! The plow didn't get close in front of the garage or the mailbox, so we had to dig those out. It wasn't as bad as it could have been; though the snow was packed in, it wasn't wet. Shovels alone did the job.

I called our friends, Joe and Beth, to see if they'd actually gone to Dippykill. They were home, like us. For some inexplicable reason, Joe was still considering going up there for dinner. I think we helped talk him out of it. They have a young girl and and baby to think about now. And Olivia, the baby, is having some bowel problems. I don't know what he was thinking. It's not like you have to go to the mountains up north to play in the snow.