For the record.

FUCK SNOW.

I hate it. Seriously. I never cared for it. Maybe as a child.

Friday night we stayed at the Haven for Andrew's birthday. It was a lot of fun. I have pix on the Facebook, because it's so easy to upload crap there. I will post shit here soon.

They fought in the snow and I documented a lot of it. Good fun :)

Got good and buzzed. Watched a lot of movies and stuff. Good times :)

Today the boys (Andrew, Josh & Brian) dug out the car. YAY!

Bad news was, we had to come home and dig out a space to put it. *oi*

Some asshat across the street dug out his car, and instead of chucking it over his shoulder into the bare field, he walked across the street and threw the snow in front of our driveway. THANK YOU CAPTAIN DOUCHEBAG.

Josh was helpful and threw some of it back on there. Looks like we're gonna be throwing water on his car and letting it freeze. Fucking dirtbag.

Our neighbors (the sweet ones that helped us move in, April & Sean) ratted that asshole out. For a split second Andrew thought they did it, and we were all like, NO WAY. Cause they've always been so nice. Turns out Sean walked across the street to the field and actually threw the snow where Douchebag should have been chucking snow.

So angry.

But for the most part, I'm just glad we're home.

Total count is reading anywhere from 29 inches to 32. The drifts are like, 5 feet tall. It's horseshit. Fuck off snow.

REVENGE!!!

So, this is what happens when you fuck a stranger in the ass!

Andrew, Steven, Josh & the awesome neighbor of awesome, Sean, buried the asshole's car.

Mind you, this morning, the TINY BIT OF SNOW that we moved to his car (seriously, we were tired. It was a 3 foot long 8 inch high wall) was BACK in the driveway. Like, what is your problem?

The boys were unearthing the driveway and the area behind Andrew's car, and LO.

Sean comes outside with his shovel, throws 2 beers in the snow, and says "Let's do this." and they BURY this dood's car. And we have a driveway again.

I never laughed so hard.

Let's see what happens tomorrow.

The Douchebag apparently is named Chris (Sean's wife, April, told us this), however, he will forever be referred to as, THE DOUCHEBAG.



I swear, there's a car under there.

I love my friends.

I'm sure we'll have issues tomorrow. But whatever. FOR TONIGHT WE HAVE GLORY!!!