It's been a doozy of a week. Minnesota was embraced in the warm arms of a 3 day blizzard. The day before the storm we entered Home Depot a store that i am more than reasonably excited to have a strong relationship with at some point in my life and came face to face with a giant sign that read "ARE YOU READY FOR THE BLIZZARD TORNADO?"
First, what in the world is a blizzard tornado? Are they selling those at Dairy Queen now?
Second, unless you are Dennis Quaid on his way to rescue Jake Gyllenhaal, when could you possibly look around yourself and say "if a tornado and a blizzard hit me directly at the exact same time and merged forces into a giant arctic storm, I would be totally ready,"? <---- is that punctuation even close to being right?
Home Depot was using the sign to sell snow blowers.
We do not own a snow blower, but we do have recently purchased boots thanks to the madness of Hunter at Target. So we took advantage of the cancelled church and strolled through the city to go print tax documents off at school. The strolling mainly consisted of me clinging to Harry while I slipped and slid everywhere, pointing out cars for Harry to help push out of snow banks. It's easy to offer help when you're 8 months pregnant and can't do any of the heavy lifting yourself.
We ended the weekend at a doctors appointment, where I was strapped up to a stress test in order to make sure the little guy was doing alright. We had been hit pretty hard by an uninsured driver who lost control on the ice and smashed the entire drivers side of our poor little Mazda. We are bitter. But we are healthy.
peace and police reports
harry the law student is exercising his newly obtained education rather well due to our mishap