His name is "Chubby" because he is just that - chubby. He's made of parking lot snow and has a cucumber nose and film container top eyes. He is 4 days old and hasn't lost a bit of weight since the day he came to be. Last night I found his soggy cucumber nose lying at his feet - no problem - I think a hole is much better for him than having a cucumber shoved inside of his head.
He is wearing a nice big muffler - scarf - so I don't worry about him getting cold at night.
All of Japan was hit by a blizzard last weekend - I woke up Monday morning to lots of snow - the fun kind - the packing kind. I dressed in Kemps snowboarding pants, a fuzzy sweater, winter boots and cozy mittens and headed outside with the intentions of clearing the walk way and sweeping off the car (since we don't have a shovel) - and I did.
There was sooo much snow - I couldn't resist.
As I started to roll "Chubby's" body one of our neighbours came out to shovel out her car. She smiled and said "Goodmorning " as did I. The ball of snow was getting bigger and bigger and my neighbours stares were becoming longer and longer. I wanted to ask her to help but I wasn't confident she would understand.
I lifted Chubby's body up onto the patio and began packing him in place - she came over - I was so happy - she smiled - took some snow in her hand and started packing too.
We didn't speak - she said "Kawii" a few times which means cute and I said "Hurray" a few times which means nothing to her but I smiled a lot. Kemp came out to see where I had gotten to - he came down with the camera and the neighbour and I posed with Chubby for a picture.
You don't need to speak the same language to make a snowman!