Let it snow: We got about 7-8 inches of snow yesterday, and all I could think about during my long, slow ride home on the train, and then my slower, more precarious ride home from the trainstation in my little Acura, was that I could finally use my snowblower. Let me tell you, there is nothing more satisfying than eating away at cubic yard, after cubic yard of snow to make your driveway clean and dry. This was a gift from my dad who had bought his before he and my mom moved to a place where all the outdoor care is done by the condo association. Anyway, with the exception of finding a buried newspaper (which took about 10 minutes to clear from the machine), it was bliss baby, bliss.