by Chauncey Spangler

Created on: January 18, 2009

A normal person wouldn't think that being attractive and shoveling snow have anything in common. Alas, they do. Upon buying my first house last year, and never thinking about shoveling a driveway that I can park eight cars in, I quickly discovered how much it sucks to shovel when it snows twelve inches on a cold Kansas winter day.

But, there is an upside to the shoveling! Huffing and puffing in the driveway, and inwardly complaining about how much my back hurts, I see a neighbor heading over with his shovel. We have never met before, and following introductions, and maybe even a little flirting, we set to our back breaking work. I can tell immediately that he is checking me out and I decide to see how hard he'll work to help out poor little me. He asks me where I work, where is my husband, blah, blah, blah. I decide in a matter of seconds that if I keep smiling and acting like I care about what he's saying he will keep shoveling. Yes! This is working!

After an hour or so of extremely mindless shoveling and me smiling and looking pretty, here comes another neighbor! We only have another hundred feet or so of a two car driveway left. Mr. "My Cheeks Hurt From Flirting" is still shoveling as he shakes hands with another neighbor and they all set to work. Honestly, I can't believe anyone would want to do this. It is freezing outside and they are so willing. Hell, I almost went inside and put on a lowcut shirt to see who else would come over!

I decided not to invite all of my willing help inside, and that's probably a good thing. I think the whole neighborhood showed up and had that drive shoveled in two hours! I guess it helps being new, young blood in a small town, paired with the fact that my hubby was hard at work while I was shoveling my heart out. That was the longest winter in my life. I think every two days it snowed, and here would come the crowd to help me shovel. The funny thing is that whenever my poor husband was outside breaking his back shoveling, no help arrived to his rescue. I guess I should be grateful that all the neighborhood ladies weren't all breaking their nails to be in his company, I may have been jealous!

Now, every time I go outside to shovel, I put on a little extra lipstick and seem to struggle with the shovel in hopes that a kind neighbor will come help the cute brunette out with that big, long driveway on such a cold, snowy day!

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