Normally I'd be rejoicing the beautiful inches of snow that are falling, but DH just called and is stuck. His car skidded off the road on an icy hill about 2 miles from our house. Now he and the darling dog are trudging through the snow to get home (he told me in no uncertain terms that I'm not to come get them).
edit: They're home! Coming up the walk DH looked miserable and River looked ecstatic, like 'Mom! We just had the most wonderful adventure!'
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