What a beautiful day here in Baltimore, particularly compared with yesterday. The wife and boy went out to shovel us out, hooked up with a guy with a backhoe. The guy was just driving around Perry Hall on his tractor, picking up $20-$40 a clip. My gang had the hard part done, backhoe boy just finished it off. This is the first storm-storms that I've ever seen that people haven't shoveled the walks, probably because the plows piled it up 40 feet!
When I was a teenager, 100 years ago, we had a big storm, shut everything down like this one did. The snow plows never came to our neighborhood, it was our responsibility to dig ourselves out. I remember the guy across the street telling us he could drive out, but we thought he was crazy. He told us he had one of them there new front wheel drive cars, an Audi I think. He got out, burned up his transmission, left a dark red trail of fluid all the way up the street, but he got out!
The wife is busy, she's always busy, but these storms have really been a lot of work for her. To make me feel even worse about her doing it all, tomorrow is my birthday, and yes, she is prepared for it. She's sitting her right now, almost asleep, icing my cake. She's not doing it to make me feel bad about her birthday, the one I skipped, but I think she is smiling a little bit?