Dreaming of lime gerbils in a cheese sauce

For the first time in my life(?) I shoveled snow this afternoon. I think I was out there for 30 minutes but I can't really be sure. It might have been an hour, it might have been 10 minutes. It sure felt like it was 3 hours or so. I was going to take a picture of the wandering path along the sidewalk (I didn't even try the driveway which is still a good 6-8" deep) but by the time I had the sidewalk mostly shoveled (I say mostly because there's patches I just couldn't get with shovel or broom. It's going to be badly slick tomorrow, damn it) I didn't even have the energy to hold up the camera to take a picture.

I had the perfect caption for the photo too, "I can't even shovel straight."

Oh heck, I'm going to go put on fake-ugs and take a picture. I just have to.