Last week, New Jersey was hit with record-breaking snowfall. Seriously people. We got at least thirty-inches within a twelve-hour time span. And it was ridiculous.
It had been snowing off and on for most of the day. For some reason I was suddenly inspired to start shoveling at 10pm.
Especially after looking outside the back door and seeing this.
Clearly, we should have started shoveling much earlier.
Nevertheless, my son and I suited up in my parents ‘Ski-Clothes’ and prepared to brave the great outdoors.
Considering we couldn’t exit the house via the front or back doors, we had to try and get out of the house through the garage.
And this is what we saw.
Having no idea where to begin, my son and I quickly derived a plan wherein I would clean off the car, while he would try to clear a pathway towards the front door.
And that’s precisely when we began cussing my parents for being away on vacation.
At one point the wind gusts were so strong there was practically zero-visibility.
After an hour and a half of non-stop-intensive-physical-labor my son and I were ready to collapse.
In fact, he did.
And right into the six-feet-snow-pile.
We were officially ‘done’ for the night, but not before my son left this * lovely * note on the windshield of my car, already covered in snow. Again.
Apparently, the weather reports were 100% accurate – for the first time ever, because just as promised by meteorologists the snow continued to fall from the skies ALL NIGHT.
And never once did a snowplow bother to come through my neighborhood.
We awoke in the morning to find this.
Fortunately, this time, my neighbors were outside – wielding shovels and offers to help.
Actually almost everyone on my block gathered to clear the snow, teamwork style.
After what seemed like a lifetime plus infinity, we made some pretty decent progress.
I was ready to throw a ticker-tape-parade when we had cleared enough snow to see the concrete again.
But my son wasn’t quite as thrilled as I was.
However, I have to give credit where credit is due. My son truly busted his ass. And he didn’t really complain all that much.
Once the majority of the snow was shoveled, it was time for hot showers, stiff drinks, and much needed naps. That evening, I fell into such a deep slumber; I could have slept for a week. Alas, I was woken up by a very strange scraping sound. I peered out my bedroom window and I couldn’t believe my eyes.
What happened next? Can ONLY be told – via video.
Some of you may remember my totally-super-crazy ‘No Garbage Neighbor’.
Yes?
Good.
Because just when I thought he couldn’t get any weirder?
He did.
Yeah, um, how many people can say, “I just watched a man get his car out of 20 feet of snow, with a dustpan and the sheer will to drive over it.” I am really considering buying a brand new snow shovel, putting huge red bow on it, and leaving it on his front doorstep, anonymously.
[PS: The Complete Set Of Photos can be found here —> Snowpocalypse 2011]
The applause is a sound effect in iMovie! And VERY funny.
But in all seriousness? I am definitely buying this cat a snow shovel.
Hilarious. I was sure your neighbour was going to give up. That’s some snow you’ve been having there. Love the mentally challenged astronaut look too!
Hey Selma!
I don’t think I’ve ever seen snow like this.
IN MY WHOLE LIFE!
Nor have I ever watched someone dig themselves out with a dustpan,
AND a $100,000 Mercedes!
Love you!
xoxoxo
he can’t afford a shovel because he has the car. oooh my first time being first here. i must gloat. thank you all.
Ahahah. Maybe?!
Oh GURL!!! you make my day. I swear you are missing your calling, I would much rather watch your vids and read your minds eye, then watch the boob tube. A dust pan really??? I wonder if there is something in the drinking water? I heard the nut case has neighbors that stay up all night and video tape his escapades,LMAO.
The best part…………
The 60 minute tick tick tick and the applause at the end. Wow you gathered the whole neighborhood over the MeaCulpa compound. I am going to have to scroll back and see if the crazy neighbor uses a comb to rake his leaves in the fall.
Another award winning post. Thank ya Thank ya Thank ya (sorry just watched an old rerun of Andy Griffith and still have Gomer in my head, shaa zamm)
MOB
Your comment MADE MY DAY!
Thank you!
The idiot neighbor gets an “A” for persistence, but a “D” for planning ahead. I’ve scraped windshields with credit cards, but if I faced that kind of job to dig my car out I would either go borrow a snow shovel, or better yet hire someone like your son to do it for me.
You and “Handsome Son” get an “A+” for effort. But I only have to ask, doesn’t anyone in your neighborhood have a snowblower? That’s way too much snow to move manually.
Lee,
I know, right? Why didn’t he just ring a door bell and ask to borrow a
shovel? And/or, he could have paid my son to gig him out?
I guess we will NEVER know.
Unfortunately, NO ONE in my whole complex had a snow-blower.
My father and a few other neighbors are thinking of chipping in and buying
one together.
Whoa that’s a lot of snow. I don’t think I would even go outside to shovel. I wouldn’t plan on going anywhere. That’s a good excuse to just stay indoors for a few days, watch a bunch of movies, play a bunch of games, and drink lots of hot chocolate.
That’s exactly what we did. AFTER we shoveled for 19 hours!
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