I'm a Southern girl. I mean, a REAL Southern girl. I read Southern Living, I like fried chicken, I say ya'll (and yes, I spell it with the apostrophe in the middle!), I grow tomatoes in my back yard, I have wedding china, crystal, and silver, and I think that every man should have a truck.
So WHY in the world do I know how to shovel snow??? I mean, seriously...I don't even know how to use a lawn mower. We don't even OWN a lawn mower!
I guess that's what happens when you have to live in St. Louis. Behold my morning's labor....of course, right when I finished laying out the salt on the newly cleaned walk, it started snowing again.