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Yesterday morning we turned on the television and sure enough, Boston was getting hit with one hell of a snowstorm. Blizzard actually. And my parents had arrived the day before with the intention of packing yours truly and Henry into their car rental and head back in the direction from whence they came. Except the direction from whence they came was quickly turning into a wintry nightmare. All right, I'll stop being so dramatic. After hemming and hawing and wondering what everyone else wanted to do, we decided we should just pack up the car and go for it. It looked like the storm was staying to the south of where we eventually wanted to end up, so instead of heading through Connecticut, we drove up the New York State Thruway. This was a very good call because apparently CT got hit pretty hard whereas up-state NY got snow, but not tons. And their roads were in pretty good condition. It got dicey on the Pike as we got closer to Boston. However, towards the end we stopped at a rest stop so that I could feed Henry his dinner and so by the time we got home, it wasn't snowing anymore. I can't believe that after griping all season about the complete lack of snow, we spent all day yesterday trying to avoid it. Ironic, ain't it? It took us ten hours to make a six and a half hour trip. I don't know how my dad did it, especially with not one, but two backseat drivers.

Some exciting things that happened en route:

1. We saw an SUV that had driven off the road and flipped onto its side on the NY State Thruway. There was much discussion over how this could have possibly happened, which killed half an hour.

2. We saw a truck/SUV vehicle skid out in front of us. There was much discussion over how this could have possibly happened, which killed only about fifteen minutes because who wants to discuss something that has a high potentiality of happening to yourself. I'm assuming potentiality is a word and that I've used it properly.

3. I finished the pair of socks I started knitting in November of 2004.

When we got home, I unpacked Henry's stuff ASAP then plopped him into the kitchen sink for a bath where we proceeded to splash water absolutely everywhere. Actually, Henry did most of splashing while I freaked out about the copious amounts of water exiting the sink basin, all the while thinking that my mom was going to kill me because we were all slightly grumpy after the trip. Except my dad wasn't grumpy which is strange because he did all the driving. Anyway, after Henry was asleep, they surprised me with my very own coffee maker with which I can make my precious decaf. Dave should be very afraid...

Right now, I'm chilling out listening to WFNX while the kid is napping. Life is good.