Home again, home again, jiggety jig. For a particularily relaxing activity, I do not recommend driving 70 miles in the dark in the blowing snow, even if you are driving 45 m.p.h. behind a truck. Actually, it is worse when the truck isn't there since you have to find your own way in the snow ruts. Whew. Okay. I'm going to sleep well tonight.
Today is DH's birthday and, goodness, am I ever glad his mom and dad found each other when they did! We just had pizza tonight since this is the end of our work week. We are both pooped and thinking fond thoughts of Spring. Tomorrow, we'll have a nice dinner of vension tenderloins with some mussels, probably. Happy Birthday, to the best DH --- ever.