Ken and I just returned from a 5 day cruise on Saturday. Saturday night a huge snowstorm started. It snowed all night, all day Sunday and finally stopped sometime early Monday morning. It looks like we got well over a foot of snow. If we had to fly home on Sunday it would have not been good.
It’s now 9 degrees. Brrrrrr. I have to go to the grocery store. Good thing our driveway is plowed. I’ll have to find my tallest boots to get out to feed the chicks and ‘pacas.
I have a cold which developed on the way home so I feel sort of floaty and blech.
And I came downstairs this morning to find that Ellie had opened a cupboard and ate an entire box of unfrosted blueberry Poptarts. Yes, I love those. And they are hard to find. I was shocked to find them at the grocery store a couple of weeks ago. And now they are in Ellie’s stomach. I’ll definitely be warming up the car and taking Ellie and Shel with me to the grocery store. She is way too wound up after being at the kennel for the week.
Alright, off to the store. It should be an adventure!