All that wonderful beautiful snow outside and Hellbob is out snowblowing instead of me. And he's probably hating every minute of it. *pout*
I'm a twisted individual. I actually LOVE snowblowing. It doesn't hurt my back like shoveling, but you are moving enough to keep warm.
But, what with the army of Martian Death Flu monsters living in my lungs, it would probably be a bad idea for me to be out there doing it. So he is and I know he didn't want to.