Back from the Kayser straight into frozen white stuff. We opened late today so I got to putter around in my pajamas for the morning before getting onto the slushy roads.
The weekend was great. Our team went 2, 2 in wins and losses and the games were fast-paced (or was it fast swept?) and fun. There was a fuckton of sweeping which although exhausting, felt good.
We were out by Saturday night (I blame the zombies, both bunny and not!), which was alright, since I felt we got in a satisfactory amount of games and didn't really feel like getting up for an 8am draw anyhow. Besides, I wasn't much up for another game after my back decided to act up following the last one. Whiskey sours only fix so much.
J and
abka drove home early and Evil Lurker and I got some more sleep before heading south. There may possibly have been some Dunkin Donuts and Waffle House along the way.
Despite the warning text from
ottobob , the drive was strikingly free of icky weather and I didn't see the first snowflakes until walking into the apartment. I kept getting amusing tweets throughout the day about the wimpiness of the expected onslaught though.