Aren't storms fun?

So I know I've been sort of slacking on this whole blogging thing.  There's just been a whole bunch on the plate.  Between buying a car, selling a car, trying to close on our first house (more on that adventure later), applying for PA school, a test last week, visits with family etc... blogging just doesn't seem to make it up to the top of the priority list.

That said, I want to share some shots Andrew and I got of the storm rolling in last week.  Andrew and I really enjoyed sitting out on the balcony watching the lighting and clouds creep towards us.  That is, of course, until they decided to pelt our cars with hail.  Yeah, golf-ball sized.  The repair estimate came in at $1,200 for the Prius. :(  Boo.  With the $1,000 deductible on that car, and Frieda only worth about that much, it looks like we'll be driving our dinged up rides for quite awhile.  Sure it may affect the resale value of the Prius, but really?  We drive cars til they can't be drove no mo.  It's how we do.

Back to the storm:

My favorite. :)

Oh, and the hail....

Snowed In (-ish)

Today we woke up to this.

Beautiful, no?

Well, this is day 2 of snow (and ICE) here in F Dub, and while it's gorgeous and all... I've caught a BAD case of the cabin fever.  That's the official diagnosis.  THE cabin fever.  Class yesterday was cancelled and I'm off work for, like, the next week or so... (this going part-time thing is slightly over-rated.) and I'm getting really sick of piddling.  That's what I do when I'm stuck inside with no agenda.  I piddle.  And do a lot of crafty things.  And piddle some more.

So naturally, I was SUPER excited when I remembered that we were meeting friends at Pei Wei for lunch. FREE lunch.  Because we were all awesome and stopped in to our favorite East of Usual bistro last week for a coupon for a their new Korean BBQ dish.  I love free food. :)

I made Mom's banana bread for b-fast.

YUM.  Dangerously YUM.

Then our power went out.  Again.  And it started getting really chilly inside.  Fortunately, I thought quick and remembered neither Andrew or I had showered (and he had just gotten back from a run...), so I interrupted him mid phono convo with a "We gotta shower or there won't be any hot water!"  I was pretty proud of my logic.

Until my hair was wet.  And blow dryers are powered by electricity, you know.

Needless to say, I was relieved when the electricity turned on shortly post-shower.  Going out in 13 degree (feels like 9!) weather like a wet dog was really gonna bite.

Thank you, Jesus, for pointing out my pride, and then for gracefully giving us electricity.

SO glad my hair was dry.  And that we didn't totally eat it on the ice.



P.S.  Pray for Andrew and his co-workers tonight- for safe driving and warm toes!  They're valeting downtown on this frigid evening!