What’s not caked in snow is coated in ice…
I am rather certain I’ve used that particular title before, but it really can be so apt. My trip to Baltimore came to a conclusion on Sunday, just after the storm that passed through. The back of my car was nothing compared to the front (although I had only a CD case with which to scrape off the layer of ice):
There’s a car under there somewhere…
A plastic coat hanger filled in for a shovel and a mere twenty minutes later, I pulled out of the airport parking lot (thank goodness for four wheel drive).
That was forty-eight hours ago and I’ve squeezed more excitement in since. However, real life beckons as do the looming pile of boxes. So—tonight, I will begin recounting the events of the past few weeks. Hasta la vista…
life and breath: outliving lung cancer 
Welcome back to Western Ave.
Louise
🙂
Love the Cancer Onboard sticker…..
Sticker compliments of my friend Kimmy: http://aquariusvscancer.com/about/
Sure helps me locate my car in a lot!
Linnea
Yikes! Good to see you and hope you can visit again soon. We’re counting the days until Christmas vacation.
Sally, it was a great if too brief visit. I am wearing my comfy leopard jammies. Love to you all….
L