There'll be peace when I reach New Hampshire! Okay, dudes, seriously the Snowpocalypse sucks ass. I have not been into work since last Thursday. My metro station opened at 4 today, so yeah, no work for me! But this gets even better! A train derailed at my work metro station during the morning commute and, hey, it closed! I AM SO LOOKING ( Read more... )

Saint Peter on a pogo stick! (Yeah, I busted out the Young MacGuyver-ism there. We are in crazy-ass blizzard conditions! This calls for a little Young MacGuyver derring-do.) Okay, peeps, I am a Northern girl. Though I technically live in the South. My true nature is made up of snow and cozy fires and cinnamon buns and rosy cheeks and sledding ( Read more... )

Dudes, this is a post about shoveling. Just shoveling. With a hint of cinnamon buns at the end. How much do I hate shoveling? Quite a bit! How much do I want to smite people w/ no shoveling etiquette? Loads! LOADS!!!! At any rate, three hours of shoveling freed our car from the hellish grasp of the Snowpocalypse. You, too, can experience ( Read more... )

Okay. You know when it'd be great to have a guy like Dean Winchester around? No, the other time, peeps. Minds out of the gutter and onto the snow-covered roads, y'all. There are these idiots down the road trying to get their car out of the parking spot. This cannot be accomplished by just going back and forth over shitloads of snow. You have ( Read more... )

Times when it would be helpful to have a brother like Sam Winchester living across the motel room aisle from me: when the snow is so high, I have to sit on the snow bank and roll myself over to get to the road. Yeah. The snow is still coming down, but for your amusement value, I offer up some pics from 4:15 this morning and then 8:15 this ( Read more... )