Clutch Performance
Last week, there was a big winter storm coming in Friday night."I stopped at the grocery store and got some supplies," I said.
"That's good," Gloria said. "Did you get any batteries?"
"No, I just got essentials," I said. "Cupcake Pop-Tarts. Two kinds of Hot Pockets. Frozen personal-size pizzas. Dove ice cream bars."
"Those are all things you like," she said.
I mean, that's true, but it's survival of the fittest so that I can help her survive. I'm clearly the most survivor-y. I can call for help for hours longer because I have a better cellphone battery.
We did get about 10 inches of snow, and the first half of it was very wet. Heavy. We have a snow blower, a small one that's battery powered. I came in from using it on Saturday.
"I think that snow blower would choke on a snow cone," I said.
"You have to push it," Gloria said.
"I do push it," I said. "With wet snow, it's just not strong enough. I think you have to shovel in the snow to get it to eject out the side."
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