I love the Camera 360 app. And because of this picture, I understand why we're supposed to have noses. We look weird without them.

Yesterday's drive to work was nowhere near as dramatic as the TV weatherpeople would have had me believe. A little sloppy, yes, but not terrible. Until I got into the heart of Downtown St. Paul. Ho. Lee. Crap. I was laughing, because I'd driven 21.2 miles drama-free.. then I got to the last 2 blocks of my commute and suddenly it was like driving through the ice boulder fields of the Arctic (we just watched that episode of "Top Gear" last night). I swear... they truck in EXTRA ice, snow, and muck and then dump it all over the streets down there. Sheesh.

There was much snow shoveling and blowing when I got home. Ragazz' was feeling better, which meant that he could operate the big snowblower machine. This is a good thing, because I am pretty sure that I'd lose a digit or a limb if I was behind that thing. So he did the big stuff and I did the sidewalk and the edges and we were done in nothin' flat. It was actually kind of nice to be outside and not freezing. Plus I counted it as my exercise for the day.