Remember that episode when Pa has to snowshoe to the barn via Mary and Laura's loft window? I went to sleep Thursday night hoping to wake up Friday with the same scenario. That wasn't the case, but I did get to shovel three foot drifts. Weirdly, I love to shovel snow. What a sense of accomplishment when there are huge mounds of snow piled up beside a neat little sidewalk. I peaked out the window a number of times yesterday just enjoying my shoveled sidewalk. Call me crazy.