I love living in Texas!
Snow laughing matter.
My husband and I purchased an old home in Northern New York State from two elderly sisters. Now winter was here and a monster snowstorm was bearing down on us. I was concerned about the house's lack of insulation.
"If those two old ladies could live here all those years, so can we!" my husband confidently declared.
Last night the temperature plunged to below zero, and we woke up to find interior walls covered with frost. My husband called the sisters to ask how they had kept the house warm. After a rather brief conversation, he hung up.
"For the past 30 years," he muttered, "they've gone to Florida for the winter."
It was snowing heavily and blowing to the point that visibility was almost zero, when the blonde got off work. She made her way to the parking lot and wondered how she was going to make it home.
She sat in her car while it warmed up and thought about her snowy situation. She then remembered her daddy's advice that if she ever got caught in a blizzard, she should wait for a snowplow to come by and follow it. That way she would not get stuck in a snow drift. This made her feel much better and sure enough, in a little while, a snowplow went by and she started to follow it.
As she followed the snowplow, she was feeling very smug as they continued and she was not having any problem with the blizzard conditions. After quite some time had passed, she was somewhat surprised when the snowplow stopped and the driver got out and came back to her car and signalled for her to roll down her window.
The snowplow driver wanted to know if she was all right, as she had been following him for a long time. She said that she was fine and told him of her daddy's advice to follow a snowplow when caught in a blizzard.
The driver replied that it was okay with him and she could continue doing so if she wanted, but he was done with the Wal-Mart parking lot and was going over to Home Depot next.