46 years old. Asthmatic. Morbidly obese. A hip in more pieces than the space shuttle Challenger (RIP). Why *wouldn't* I have to shovel 7 inches of snow off our property - oh, you mean because I have 3 healthy teenagers living at home? Pshaw. One was asleep, one was making brownies, and one was watching TV. Priorities people, priorities.
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