I have a snow day from work, which should cheer me up if I didn't have to spend most of it shoveling. Not to complain too much but I hate snow. Anything that causes me extra work, makes it difficult and dangerous to drive, and forces me to use up one of my precious personal days at work irks me. I'm convinced that any adult who claims to love the stuff must have servants to shovel the snow, not have to be at work at 8:00 AM, and not worry about the deductible for any snow-related car accidents they might have. That said, it does give me an opportunity to relive some of the best memories of my childhood: reading Calvin and Hobbes. Today the only thing that kept me going as I shoveled was the thought that I'd get to recreate one of my favorite strips in my own front yard. Of course, in typical fashion, I managed to screw it up and rendered it useless. Since I'm sure you can't tell what's going on I'll first share the original comic strip so you can understand what I was trying to stage:
And now my version:
My husband thought the ice cream scooper was a hair dryer. :( At least I tried.