... or not. Good grief, it just isn't letting up here. Today is day NINE of some sort of snowfall. We've accumulated over a foot of snow. I can hear those of you in snowy climes laughing at my whining, to which I reply - the next time the snow plow and/or sander drives by your house, run out and hug the driver. Really.
Portland is severely underequipped for the maybe 2 or 3 snow days we get scattered throughout a typical winter. Nine straight days hasn't happened in over 40 years. The only way my street will see a snow plow is if it's being driven by The Four Horsemen of the Apocolypse. Here's my poor little car, which last saw movement last Thursday. Poor baby. I'm just sooo grateful Safeway is a 3 block walk!