It began to look like the storm was over. Wrong. The weather maps don't agree. It is probably a lull. I gave the neighbor kid a ten spot to scrape some paths down the sidewalk and to my steps, where I had already scraped about a two-foot wide path. There is about two tons of snow on my front porch and I will have to shovel some of that off before the old wood breaks. It looks like we got about 14 inches above the old 5 or 6 that was left from Tuesday. My car is under a giant bump of the stuff. I can see the crack of space under part of the front bumper, but that's all. The drifts are humungous.

I called my uncles to make sure they were not trying to be John Waynes with shovels. One has a neighbor with a snow machine and another lives in a senior center that pays pros to do it. I don't believe I will be going anywhere until at least Monday. Nothing is open anyway. Even Wal-Mart won't open till noon tomorrow. We are still at Level 3. They are arresting people (giving them tickets) for driving outside town without an emergency. The state routes are even closed.

Even if I had the energy to scrape and shovel out my car, how could I drive out of the alley? It is unplowed and has not one tire track! The snow is higher than my bumper! And where would I go? The fast food joints (Wendy's, McD's, BK, Taco Bell, Arby's, Long John Silver's and KFC are ALL closed.) OMG! I'll bet the boys cleared the snow away from the VFW, though. Saturday is the day you sign-up for the weekly gambling drawings! Can't miss that and the dollar beer!

I made Ghirardelli brownies and ate them covered with Ben & Jerry's Turtle Soup ice cream... for lunch. I'm still full. My cats look out the window and think the world has come to an end.