What a wild day!

Twenty-four hours ago, I was on my way to Dulles Airport to pick up skyring as he arrived from "down under." After collecting him and his luggage, I took him on a brief drive past the monuments in Washington before heading home. We sat up until midnight talking. Today, in spite of the winter storm warning, we headed back out to Dulles Airport to visit the Air and Space Museum Annex. I had never been there before, and it would have been inconvenient for skyring to make it out there on his own this week. It was awesome to stand next to the space shuttle, the SR-71, a Concorde and the Enola Gay. Unfortunately, by the time we left the museum, the storm had descended. It took a long time to get skyring to his hotel to await the arrival of his wife, traffic crawled along at about 20-30 mph. I've driven in worse snow, and this drive would have been a breeze if I had been the only car on the road. Even with the other traffic, though, we eventually arrived safely at the hotel in NW Washington.

After dropping skyring, I headed for home. It took most of another hour to finish the drive. I found my wife and daughters up the street behind my daughter's elementary school, along with most of the other families from the neighborhood. Sleds of every description, full of screaming children (and the occasional adult as well) were racing down the hill behind the playground. It was quite the community event.

Tomorrow, I've got to get the snow blower out of the shed and clear the snow out of our driveway (and the neighbor's as well), and bring some more firewood up from the pile out back so we can keep the wood stove going through the week. Maybe we'll head back up to the school to do some more sledding!