I am in no way making fun of the good saying of "The Family that Prays Together Stays Together", I believe that strongly, but I'm also thinking that family shoveling nights are good for bonding too.
Here in the U.P., its commonplace and necessary to "roof rake". A very awkward tool with a huge metal extension arm is used to rake off the accumulation of snow on roofs. I dabbled with this annoying thing on half of the garage. As I was doing this very difficult strength training exercise, Amish barn raisings came to mind. I wonder if I offered up beer and coffee, if I could arrange a roof raking party.
I had another thought. There are so many exercise videos out there, but I've never seen an exercise routine centered around snow removal. Shoveling and roof raking are crazy fat burning activities, and my arms have that good day-after ache meaning I'm building up muscles.
Anywho, when Mike got home and geared up, he and I tackled the corners of the roof on the house. Huge ice dams are already building up, but you get to it when you get to it, right? I had the job of holding the ladder and watching out for my eyes while Mike dangled on top of the ladder and pulled heavy buckets of snow off the roof. I think I ended up with the easier task. After the house's roof was done to our best, Mike climbed on top of the garage roof and literally shoveled off the roof; he'll finish up on that later today. Bits and I moved the piled up snow on the sidewalk that came down from the roof onto the piled up snow in the yard, it was mostly Mommy laboring and Bits running back and forth screaming (seriously people, I am not using illegal child labor).
We had an awesome spicy shrimp garlicky butter pasta dish for dinner and slept heavily all night (oh, except for Bits who woke up at 3:30a.m.?!?).
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