Snow!!

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.