You've Got to Be Kidding Me!

Life is so stinkin funny. Tonight had me crackin' up.

I opened the back door to put some trash out in the garbage around 10 and saw little paw prints leading across the porch to the trash can. I'm terrified of all animals, so I decided it was time for the trash to make its way to the curb immediately for garbage day tomorrow. I couldn't stand the thought of even a tiny little creature that close to my door.

I bundled up from head to toe and drug the trash through the snow. I was really enjoying the cold, fresh air, the darling boggs that were keeping my toes warm, and the serenity of the first snow of the year, so I decided to shovel the driveway too. For those of you who know me, that may sound slightly out of character. However, we all know that deep within my soul there's a nature-loving, outdoorsy, hard laboring girl. Apparently my husband hadn't met her yet.

Within a minute or two of my shoveling, the front door opened and out walked Tony in gym shorts and slippers with the camera in hand. His first words were "You've got to be kidding me!" He immediately started snapping pictures of my darling self shoveling away. It didn't seem that crazy until I realized I have never lifted a shovel in our married life. He offered to take over, but I was enjoying the project immensely, so I let him stay on photography duty while I did the heavy lifting. :)

I guess I was going for the Grant Wood look in this pic...cute eh?