Sunday I went to a Superbowl party at Alan’s friend’s house. Shamefully, walking through the door I had no idea which two teams were even playing. Fortunately, no one asked who I was rooting for, so I didn’t have to embarrass myself by proclaiming allegiance to either the blue or gold team. (I decided on the gold team once I learned it was New Orleans.)
It’s not a true Snowpacolypse until you run out of toilet paper
8 Feb
This is probably a chicken's dream: no eggs.
It has been 48 hours since the snow tapered off, leaving us with approximately two feet on the ground. Frighteningly, the Weather Channel is calling for an additional 10-20″ of fresh powder tomorrow.
Yes, this the same girl who was jumping out of her skin at the initial forecast of 24 inches, so you might be asking yourself, “What has changed?” Well, I’ll tell you what has changed.
Stormageddon 2010: One Big-Ass Snow
7 FebSince moving to DC 13 years ago, I’ve gotten used to a different kind of winter than I grew up with in Michigan. Here, winter doesn’t last five solid months, Mother Nature will sometimes throw us an odd 70 degree day in December, and we generally only see one decent snowfall all winter.
Not this year. Continue reading
I need to blow off a little steam, Dick.
4 FebIt’s rare that I feel like I’m walking around under a dark cloud. I generally consider myself a lucky person.
But tonight, Lady Luck was not on my side.
Odd Home Remedies
3 FebIt seems like it’s been a longer-than-normal and drier-than-average winter. My hands and lips are cracked, and every morning I wake up with a dry and crusty nose. (Apologies in advance – this post will get worse before it gets better.)
In fact, it’s been so dry I’ve woken with a bloody nose more than once, and more often than not these days, my Kleenex looks like it’s filled with Fruity Pebbles when I blow my nose. (Ewwww… there, I said it so you don’t have to.)
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