I've been nervously watching the weather report for days.
We were scheduled to fly out for Aunt Heather's wedding this morning . . .
. . . but a snowstorm has been advancing toward us
like a grinning devil of impending doom.
Our town is supposed to get 18 inches of snow today.
The leading edge of the storm had already dropped an inch or two of snow
as we prepared to leave for the airport.
Daddy cleared a bit of it off the driveway,
then we headed for Boston with prayers in our hearts
that we'd arrive safely and our flights wouldn't be delayed.
We made it!
Time for Joy to have a snack,
for Anna and me to pop some Dramamine . . .
. . . and for Daddy to take a nap . . .
. . . on our way back to the Motherland.
I don't miss the concrete or the smog,
but I do miss the relatives and friends who live there,
and the warm weather is a welcome change from the snow we just left.
We wrapped up a long day of travel with dinner at Chick-fil-A.
Good food + playground = everybody's happy!
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