Why Don’t You Get a Real Boyfriend!

Woo!  I’m alive!  I managed to dig myself out and survive the Blizzard of 2009.  All it took were a few shovels, a giant jug of wine, a bottle of vodka, and a case of beer.  Don’t worry, I shared.

With the forecast calling for 14-20 inches of snow between Saturday and Sunday, on Friday night my sister and I went out to stock up on blizzard supplies.  A trip to the grocery store, liquor store, and beer distributor later we were ready.  Then we headed over to one of our favorite restaurants, Isaac Newtons for some dinner and beers.  I love that she is 21 now!  Saturday morning I was like a little kid on Christmas, woke up at 8 and immediately ran to my window to look outside.  Did it snow, did it snow?!  Well it sure did, and snowed and snowed and snowed… you get my point.  As the day went on, I started getting more and more worried that Alex wasn’t going to make it here, but he finally made it just as the heaviest snow started to fall.  Never did I think I would consider driving 25mph going fast.  Turning onto the highway I felt like I was off-roading in the arctic tundra, thankfully we had the Rooogueeee (you have to say it drawing out the o’s and e’s, it just sounds cooler) and made it too and from the train station safely.  Then the blizzard party really commenced with lots of food, drinking, and Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.  Yeaaah, you know you’re jealous.  Blizzard pictures from Saturday:

my front yard around 5pm

Backyard, looks like there is a cake on top of our patio table

sibling rivalry

Sunday morning, we woke up to well over a foot of snow on the ground and the digging out process commenced.  Hey, we had a football game to get to, luckily the game time was pushed back to 4:15 so there was plenty of time to get the car out.

There’s my man, hard at work.  Clearly I was very helpful.

The Eagles game was fantastic!  Well for me anyway, not so much for Alex who is a 49ers fan, but the Birds clinched a playoff spot yay!  The fans at the Linc weren’t too harsh overall towards the boy, I think he only got hit with one snowball, and someone even offered to take a picture for us.  Some of my favorite comments were directed at our relationship;

“What is this?! What are you doing with him?! Why don’t you get a real boyfriend!”

“Someone buy the 49ers fan a beer” “Hell no, but i’ll buy his girlfriend one”

Aaaaah, good times, good times.  It was absolutely freezing at the game however.  I don’t think I could have possibly fit any more layers of clothes on my body.  All I have to say is THANK GOD for hand and foot warmers, those were a lifesaver.  Great weekend overall, let the countdown to Christmas begin!