This morning was pretty brutal. The snow gave way to bitter cold temperatures, but we still had to shovel our way out of the driveway in order to get to work. Just as Mike finished scooping the edge of the driveway, a plow came by and buried it again. And again, and again, about five more times. It was so ridiculous, it just became funny. Luckily a neighbor came by with his snowblower and rescued us.
It was pretty nice to have a snow day yesterday, though. I got caught up on a lot of projects, including more tiny sweaters!
This weekend we are off to Wisconsin to celebrate Christmas with Mike’s family. Then over actual Christmas we’ll do round two with my family. How do you divide things up for holidays? I’m always curious how other people handle it.