We drove back from our xmas weekend (post to follow) through a crazy freakin blizzard, went to bed and woke to wonderland.
24 hours later and our streets are still packed with snow (I can hear some poor shmuck now digging his tires deeper and deeper as he tries to rescue his vehicle).
Neko and I spent the day baking quiche, brownies and meatloaf (yes, our house is filled with an odd food medley of scents) and braving the brooklyn streets (one girl cookies was indeed open). Neko spent most of the day in some variation of a pink tutu (not pictured b/c how many pink frilly pics can one have of one’s kid) and making me sashay my way around the apartment; or pretended to be riding the elevator to school in our closet (over and over). We then helped Peter attempt to shovel out his car out of 80 feet of snow:
Hopefully life returns to its pink tutu self tomorrow…..
One year ago: Grandmas in Snow
Two years ago: Hamburg The Movie
