Is it Spring yet?

Since I have been lazy on my posting on the blog lately, I told Teresa that I would get a post done.

In the winter months there is not a whole of lot to do here in Buffalo, NY. Yes, we do have a professional hockey team, but since the Sabres are so hot this year, it is near impossible to get a single ticket to a game. Other activities involve the mall, museums, trying to work out or just sit home and stay home as the snow piles up outside.

Early on, we were spoiled by above normal temperatures during much of December and January, but now we are paying for it and we are paying big time. So far our furnace has not worked and each time it was when the temps were in the low single digits, negative temps with wind chill. Our most recent "heat-less" night was Super Bowl Sunday weekend. Teresa and I woke up to our place at a freezing 58 degrees. It was so cold in here you could hang meat. After various attempts to get the heat working on this day (due to us hosting a Superbowl Party), we had to watch the Superbowl wearing hats, gloves, jackets and use space heaters that were brought over by friends. We did not have your heat working properly for almost 72 hours later (Tuesday night). Needless to say, it was a very cold couple of days at 117 Norwood.

The past few days we have been graced by another wonderful string of frigid temps and snow. Living on a city street that isn't heavily traveled, means you are last to be plowed. Today when we woke up, the snow didn't look that bad.....well it turned out it was the drifts that were bad. Teresa's car had to be dug out in order for her to get to work on time. The snowplows finally made it our neighborhood around 130pm when I was leaving for work.

As I returned home from work, I was welcomed by a street that was still somewhat messy, but drivable. At least we are not dealing with all the snow that Oswego has seen in the last week.

So that leaves only one question...Is it Spring yet? I am getting sick and tired of treadmill running.

The following picture is one I just took moments ago, after getting home from work:

Mom and Dad, I hope you enjoyed your 2 weeks in Florida. Welcome back to the good old Northeast.