Snowmageddon Pt 2: The Downing of an Awning

We have a metal awning over our side porch. Or rather, we used to have an awning there. There was so much ice and snow on it that it was sagging dangerously. So I tried to knock the icicles off of it with a broom handle. Instead, the whole thing came down on top of me. There is one rusted screw (of the original 4) still holding the thing onto the side of the house, but otherwise it's upside down and blocking the porch. And we won't get into poor CJ, who was exploring the yard at the time and is now terrified to come back in the door. I'm bruised and my back and hands are killing me. Just terrific.

Snowmageddon Continues

The one good thing about the awning coming down - it's the only thing here that really could come down. The roof is pitched, and everything else around here has 4 points of support. We need that, because Mom dug a small pit in an attempt to get Roxie to do her business. Within an hour it was completely gone. I had to dig a new one so CJ could do her thing. Half an hour later it's almost gone. It's about 4 feet deep on the deck now. The van has disappeared again. No photos, because the awning blocks the steps - we can't get out. The kid who dug out us out Monday, I've asked him to come tomorrow. I sure hope he can, so I can get out Friday. But I'm giving up on Thursday already.

Oh, and Mom is sick of watching Spooks.