Uphill Both Ways
Boy is it ever the great blizzard of Aught-Eight here in Portland Oregon. In contrast to the rather flaccid winters that rounded out my time in NY (yes, there was one dramatic storm in early ’06, but come on) it’s definitely a doozy. I’m not quite ready to have Western Mass flashbacks, but it doesn’t seem as out of the question as you might expect.
We have been trying to keep warm using fires and eggnog.
Also, we’re finally all on vacation and stuff, although the ladies who are involved in schools had the entire last week off. Lots of holiday-related crafts have been going on.
The tree:
I don’t really have any idea what’s going on here:
