I don't know if you heard, but DC got hit with something of a snowstorm.
There was quite a lot of talk of this storm before it ever started snowing, so many of the District's residents decided to head immediately to their local grocers to procure provisions. Skeptics waited for some proof of Snowzilla before tearing up the road like their cold wet pants were on fire... oops.
I was a little bummed by the lack of salad, but Amanda Panda, Polies and CRat had a contingency plan.
On the way back from the store, we saw some other brave creatures...
Now, I'm not really one for winter, but there is something liberating about being able to walk down the middle of Connecticut Avenue and know you won't get hit by a car. Or, as it turns out, a plow.
As we trudged home through the blizzard carrying all the promise of a green banana, I was looking forward to a thorough thawing-out. As we got closer to the house, I stopped to wonder idly if I'd see my car again before Mother's Day...
Then I hurried inside to fire up a big cauldron of whatever liquids were available. As I opened the door and struggled to pry my boots off, I heard distinct murmurings from inside the shopping bag. Something about wanting to build a snowman. I guess not everybody wanted so desperately to escape Khione's wrath.
And can you blame them?