Winter 2014 could be summed up with the words: SICK and SNOW. Add bitter bitter COLD perhaps to really get the feel of it.
This weekend where all 4 of us were healthy, and we had glorious highs in the 40s and 50s with nothing wet falling from the sky was like a glorious oasis in the dark, icy desert.
I went running, we went to the park, the kids had an absolute blast at a concert (B's birthday present, to see his favorite singer), G and I finally had our 2-weeks-delayed at home date night, we went to a fundraiser party for the boys' school and capped off the weekend with an un-Superbowl party (i.e. we ate food, drank beer and did NOT watch the game). The best part was actually having ENERGY after 4 weeks of dragging in a congested, headache-y haze. I had no problems barreling through our chores and cooking in the limited time we had in between fun activities.
Now L has a fever of 102, and we are supposed to get 8 inches today. But it was so so great while it lasted.