We Moved to Portland for THIS??

So, it is no secret that I hate snow. In fact, hate might not be a strong enough word. I despise snow. Loath snow. Hope snow gets audited by the IRS and brought up on tax evasion charges. So, it was with excitement that I entered into my first full winter as a resident of Oregon (the land of, on average, TWO inches of snow per year). Piece of cake! No big deal (N.B.D.)! "I can handle that," I said to my self...

Well, little did I know that an entire area of the country (in this case the Mid-West) was capable of literally picking itself up and following me somewhere. In the past week and a half I have witnessed the greatest single snowfall in 40-plus years for the region, only gone to work ONCE, and have had to shovel out my car from under heads of ice-leaden snow piles not just once, but TWICE! Merry fricken Christmas.

For those of you that don't believe me, here is a photo we took of Bob attempting to leave the house to go buy groceries:
At least he looks cute in his new had and wizards beard.