After scoring a convincing win over Ol' Man Winter (OMW for short) in the first round of my battle with the StormO'Century (vol. XXXIV....) and basically pulling out an even draw over the next couple of rounds, OMW went medieval on my arse and brought out the heavy artillery (i.e. heavy wet snow flakes) to pull out the late win.
If this snow storm were the Super Bowl then consider me the Minnesota Vikings or Buffalo Bills because after a strong showing leading up to the main (or was it mean) event, I went belly up when push (from a shovel perspective) came to pull (as in starting my snowblower).
By the end of my maniacal pace to try and keep up with the three-day snowfall free-for-all , I said the H-E-double toothpicks with it and just waited until "I darn well felt like it" when removing the residual fallout from Hurricane Driftina on Sunday. To make myself feel better I put together our new treadmill before even casting a wandering eye outdoors to see what awaited me on the concrete surfaces which are instrumental in keeping the Hildebrandt family in motion during this nasty time of year.
While I give my snowblower all the credit in the world for trying to keep up, after awhile it looked like it was throwing up oatmeal with the mix of slushy crud that was spewing out of it at times. I even got nauseous at one point, but even though I knew I had been defeated I certainly wasn't going to let OMW know it.
Anyway, I've cleared the white stuff as far down as I can and now I have on my driveway what resembles the surface the Minnesota Wild play on at the "X" on game days. Hopefully what driveway salt I've put down will keep the Hildebrandt family from any class action lawsuit in the coming week or two.
While I am admitting defeat, I am only admitting OMW has won this battle but the Winter 2009-10 war is far from over and I now have a competitive edge -- a new treadmill to hopefully walk me into the winner's circle!
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