the thing that I was certain would never happen ever ever happened last night: Simon had a snow day (night ... ) because of the weather. Apparently the roads were terrible and some of them were even closed but people were having no problem speeeeeding down our little street all evening long so I'll never really know. Of course he had to go in today to relieve the day team that worked overnight but it's a nice change to not feel like death crawling to the microwave for a 30 second zap after a night of 30 stilted minutes of petrified sleep.
What did we do? All things crazy. Made and ate chocolate covered pretzels for dinner, asked Julia to say things like "lion" "laundry" and "look" because she cannot say her L's for the wife of her and we are woving parents. We watched the Downton finale and while the internet had already spoiled it for me - Simon had no idea and kept guessing that Edith committed suicide or that someone accidentally dropped Baby Sybil (if only it were something so trivial ....). The roads are perfectly fine today which is a relief because we are out of all the essentials: bananas, chicken nuggets, yogurt, small diapers, and a breath or 89 of notinsidethisconfoundedhouse air. After I touch up my nail polish (the color of "purpow chocwet" according to J) we'll be making the trek to my favorite warehouse because we can only live on peanut butter on tortilla and peanut butter on spoon for so long.