My Bad!

Marcy called me Monday morning to assign fault for the massive snow storm that took out the east coast. Yes, it’s my fault. If I had only listened to her advice to buy a snow blower as insurance against snow, this never would have happened. I can only defend myself by saying that while I was at the store I made a mistake and confused a shovel for a non-automatic snow blower. Perhaps I thought it was a first generation snow blowing prototype. Perhaps I was under the illusion that since I had four children I could force one of them to be my snow removing slave. Whatever the justification I can say now with hindsight that clearly I was, possibly or maybe not wrong at all!