The fluffy white stuff.
Eighteen inches of the fluffy white stuff.
Daughter #2 and I flew in to Minnesota for the weekend to attend a bridal show with daughter #1 and her future mom-in-law, Ann.
It was supposed to be a quick in and out.
We are still here, snowed in by a record snow fall in a 24 hour period. 770+ flights were canceled with flights overbooked for the next 3 days.
While I miss these types of snow storms, I really want and need to get home to Colorado! I almost didn't bring my computer. If I hadn't, I would have been up a creek without a paddle. At least I can work remotely.
I'm sleeping in daughter #1's bed, which is a mattress on the floor. She's sleeping on the couch. There is no food in this college apartment. I'm out of clean clothes. I did not pack boots. Or gloves.
But, it's not all bad. Tonight I made these starving college girls broccoli smashed potatoes and served them with a rotisserie chicken. Speaks to my need to nurture.
They have cable, so I'm getting my fill of Food Network. Speaks to my food obsession.
I love to hear these young women laugh, and they include daughter #2 like she belongs. Speaks to my heart.
Such is life. I hope you're finding the silver lining in your daily challenges. When life gives you lemons, listen, laugh and make a margarita.
'til next time,