Wednesday, January 19, 2005

Scraping

I'm sitting here working in the living room, and there is this loud repetitive scraping noise coming from the front of the house. I looked out the front blinds, and my neighbor across the street is slowly shoveling his driveway. It is 18 degrees with a windchill of 4 and it is 5:45 AM. This is nuts, I don't care how much it snowed, I'm staying put.

Oh man, now Noah's crying.

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Well, he feels totally cool now. Baby Tylenol must work, I feel much relieved.

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