We got our snow day after all. Actually, the DMV shut down
for most of the week over a foot or so of the white stuff, but after a lazy day at home
which included snowshoeing (me), hunting (take a wild guess), and a highly
suspect game of billiards on the finally-clean pool table (I won, if that tells
you anything), it was time to brave the icy roads and get back to work. I felt
terrible for the people with kids- schools were closed for most of the
week, which was taking our “inclement weather” a little far, we thought. Just
ask North Dakota residents.
Besides, we had tons on the calendar for the week. Seth got
us tickets to see Shen Yun, a gorgeous show with a world-renowned Chinese dance
company, at the Kennedy Center. It was our first trip there, and we got all
dressed up and felt very cosmopolitan. Of course, we finished the night at Rock
Bottom downing bar food and beers off the late night menu, so some things never
change.
The following night, I had gotten us tickets forever ago
(and nearly forgotten about them) to see Robert Earl Keen at the Birchmere. Our
friends who warned us not to eat there had been correct, although we unwisely
disregarded their advice, but they did have Shiner. And a very interesting
crowd which included the usual hipster suspects, every real Texan within
driving distance, and one very old lady doing the twist in a pink flowered
pantsuit. We had a blast, and the show was terrific.
We had a quiet, at-home Friday night, and spent the cold,
gray weekend surrounded by friends and food. Just the way we like it. The highly-anticipated
polar plunge was cancelled at the last minute, to my disappointment and disgust
(they didn’t think it would be cold?!), but we slept in and hit the home gym
instead. Seth had a boys’ night involving giant steaks and monster trucks, and
I got to catch up with Michelle and Kaelee over wine and Indian takeout (which
nobody’s husband likes, so that was a win.)

Sunday saw the master chef at work again, making another vat of
venison chili and lots of grilled meat. Our friends Lily and Dave are stuck at
Walter Reed after he took some shrapnel in the eye, and with two young kids on
their hands they needed to get out of their tiny apartment. Michelle and Josh
brought the kids over, and we had a veritable feast while taking turns
refereeing the kid circus. It was a little arctic for us to drag out all our
new outside games (between Christmas and Seth’s recent round of ordering, we could set up a backyard Olympics) and for
Seth to show off his new BB gun (probably to the relief of the parent crowd.)
We finished off the weekend with the Pro Bowl and Duck Dynasty on the DVR. We
usually like to be on the go, but sometimes a weekend at home is just what the
doctor ordered.
The photo of the week is one of my favorites ever. Lots
going on in this one. This is what happens when you leave the boys in charge.
Love the photo of the week! Thank goodness for your giant couch.
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