We do. 
The snowplow hasn’t come down our street (after all, it’s supposed to warm up this weekend, so why bother? I loooove the dedication to snow removal ’round these parts….) I’m inside, lollygagging around and waiting for all the accidents to take place so when I go in to work, it’s clear. My industrious (school’s out today) husband, on the other hand, is shoveling. The dogs? Having the times of their lives.
