This past weekend turned out to be pretty crazy for us! The blizzard that hit our area was predicted to be record-breaking in snow accumulation and severity.
While the storm wasn't supposed to get bad until Friday night, our school officials went ahead and canceled school on Friday. So Henry was home, which is actually a great thing for me, because Ellis is much happier when Henry is here (above, he is reading Ellis all the names of the characters in their Star Wars Encyclopedia). Hours of fun, right there!
Meanwhile, Ben was interviewing in London, and the very important airport people decided to cancel all flights arriving after noon on Friday. Ben's flight was scheduled to arrive at 12:40. So he was stuck in London. Which means I was stuck at home to face the blizzard alone with the boys (after flying solo all week) while Ben got an extra long tour of London.
A little after noon, we got a knock on our door. Our amazing friend Cale Brown had shown up with a Wii in his hands. He said, "I heard Henry and Ellis might want to borrow this?" Um, he was heaven sent! Turned our downer weekend into a party for these thrilled-beyond-belief boys.
And then the storm hit. By 9:00pm, the snow on the side of the house was already up to the top of my rain boots (12-13 inches). It came hard, fast, and windy!
At this point, I started wondering things like, "Am I hard-core enough to live in New Hampshire?" and "Would we really want to deal with international flights as a family of five?" and "Do you think I could pass as a snow goddess?" Shortly after that, the power went out. And then my cell phone gave it's last warning before it was about to die! I had forgotten to charge it! And what if the power was out for days? What should I do about communication, heat, food, etc.? This is when I really really wanted Ben to be home.
I put some milk out on the porch, just in case. It stayed pretty cold, I guess! But thankfully, we had power again by 5:30am. Such a blessing!
And we were completely buried in snow!
It took a long time for my neighbor and me to dig our cars out of this snow. I have always been the one to happily stay inside with the kids while Ben did the shoveling (making hot cocoa for him, of course). This was my first time having to take on the shoveling alone (alone, but with a very strong, fast-working upstairs neighbor Alex who put me to shame, and who probably wished Ben was here as much as I did!). Again, the Wii came in handy while I was outside shoveling for hours.
Ben's flight was re-scheduled to come in at 1:00pm. And then it was rescheduled again to come in at 4:30pm. I was excited because we had planned a birthday/Valentine's date for Saturday night, and it looked like he was going to make it just in time! Finally, at 4:45, Ben called to tell me that his plane had landed. In Detroit.
I may or may not have eaten about 40 peanut M&Ms after hanging up the phone with him. I was SO ready for him to be home.
Fina-fina-finally, Ben walked in the door on Sunday morning at 11:30! I had already given up on hoping that he was ever coming home. So seeing him was like something out of a dream. He was scheduled to leave again for his next interview the next day around noon, so we had about 24 hours together. Church was canceled too, so we had the whole afternoon to spend time as a family.
We went for a walk to check out how the neighborhood was faring in the aftermath of the storm.
Kind of a lot of snow everywhere. 25 inches, all in one night!
We had a little birthday party for me, and I insisted on a family photo. Pretty good for a timed shot, hey? If I had known it would be this good, I might have done it before pajama time. :)
The next morning, school was canceled again, so all five of us got to go out for breakfast. Yum! And then Ben bought me flowers (picked out by me - my favorite!) and then he left for his next trip.
I have some amazing friends who know what I like. Thanks, Jamie and Christy, for a perfect lunch, delicious cupcakes, and great company!
They even sang to me. Can you believe I'm already 31? Just for the record, my favorite cupcake was the chocolate mint oreo one (yes, I shared them). Um, yeah. It didn't take long for chocolate to grow on me. I'm trying to remember that one year ago, I felt like I had finally gained enough self-control to welcome chocolate back into my life. What I'm learning is that chocolate has a power of its own . . .