This morning I was all curled up in my water bed, (hate it except for the heat)sawing some logs when my girlfriend wakes me up to inform me that I have to remove the snow from the driveway so we could get to work. I growled at her and burried my head under a pillow. Then she said all serious "You gotta get up and dig us out like now!" For some reason the lightning and thunder, and white out conditions we had hadn't sunk in yet. So I look out side, get all bundled up, and get to work. After about an hour of digging, just the walkway mind you, I decide to take a break. So I go inside and say "Baby, after all this work, I sure could use a warm breakfast." So she disappears into the kitchen for about 30 minutes, and emerges with a plate full of eggs, some toast, and a KC strip about a quarter inch thick. Then back to digging for another hour and a half. She doesn't own a pair of snow boots, so no help from her. But I didn't care. Almost heard wedding bells for a minute. Girls, if you love your man feed him. Guys, work your butt off and you may be rewarded. All work becomes void if you complain though.