Since mid morning, we've accumulated another 5" or so of snow. I decided, again, to shovel our sidewalk and some of the driveway...at least the portion where Shawn pulls the car up in the drive. Weird, I know, but I actually start pretending I'm preparing to go skiing while I put all of my winter garb on...my long johns, my ski socks (yes, I have special ski socks), thermal glove liners...the whole bit. I have that same feeling of anticipation I have just before hitting the slopes. And then. The reality of the situation sets in when I look at the shelf with my ski boots stored up high and instead I reach for grungy work boots. Ok, that's a lie.. I don't own work boots....I grabbed a semi-dingy pair of UGGs that have seen better days but are incredibly warm. They will be my work boots today. To be perfectly honest the real reason I've decided to shovel snow is because I heard on the news that someone lost 3 lbs in just a couple of hours doing the same