Seriously. They’d revoke my East Coast Family (Boys 2 Men, ABC, BBD) membership card. Which might be okay, since we all know I miss the land of Lost Angels. (West Coast, baby!)
Whatever. It’s SNOWY here. And by snowy? I mean ridiculous gorgeous. And I mean ridiculous gorgeous because I don’t have to go anywhere and because my brilliant mother in law stocked up for Armageddon at Giant and I have enough strawberries and seltzer water to get me through till spring.
- It’s so pretty!
- My mother in law felt the need to make cookies. Oatmeal chocolate chips. My favorite.
- The in-laws played with Baby Max so I could rock the yoga dvd
- I rocked the yoga dvd
- Elf was on t.v. I am disarmed by Buddy The Elf.
- A molar the size of Wisconsin popped through Max’s gum. Hooray! And perhaps, relief?
- Max and I had a serious dance party. The kid has moves.
- I abused my in-laws desire to play with Baby Max, and totally indulged in a big old beauty day!
- Hair has been deep conditioned, skin has been masked. (masqued?)
- Many, many, many, baby snuggles
- Many, many, many, readings of Llama Llama Red Pajama (which come with extra baby snuggles. Bonus.)
- P.J.’s all day.
Rotten things about being snowed in:
- Zach is stuck at the St. Regis in D.C. and will possibly be there till Monday
- ‘Stuck’ apparently involves getting drunk with the kitchen staff and texting me late night.
- No, I won’t share the texts with you! (But they were amusing.)
- I miss Zach
- My poor father in law had to shovel everything not once, but twice…and you cannot tell at all.
- His back is wrecked.
- His sister reminded him that ‘men of his age can have heart attacks shoveling snow’. (he did not.)
- ‘Snowed in’ apparently involves eating everything in the house.
- Like yummy oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. And frozen organic vegetarian burritos. And Lentil soup. And oatmeal chocolate chip cookies.