Thank heaven for snow blowers.

Recently I had a client's husband offer to fix up a snow blower for me in lieu of a payment. I graciously accepted, and he dropped it off this week before our huge winter storm hit. John and I fired it up today to remove our foot or more high snow drifts and I swear it brought a tear to my eye. After we were done I took it to my sisters house and she used it there. I don't think she wanted to give it back (you know you didn't, Kimberly). Thank heavens for snow blowers and for the men that know how to fix them (or at least know how to fix them and have the time to do it; that's John's main problem, he just doesn't have the time).