Yesterday, I mentioned that I got a great deal of playing work done. Part of the beauty of the upper Midwest is that the ground gets blanketed with snow. The especially cool thing about snow, aside being fun, is that the air doesn't seem nearly as cold when it covers the ground, due, no doubt, to its reflecting quality. This means tons of play time! After packing layer upon layer of snow gear onto my daughter and myself, we headed out into the snow covered backyard. Snow suits, thick gloves, scarves, boots, coats, hats, and hoods covered both of our bodies, on top of the fact that our normal clothing was already three layers thick. We both deeply resembled Randy (Ralphie's brother) from A Christmas Story . "I can't put my arms down!" First, I noticed that the driveway needed to be shoveled, even though it was still snowing. If you let it get too deep, after all, shoveling later will be a huge pain in the butt. Some people would consider this a setbac