As if to kick us in the butt as we prepare to move back west, the skies opened up yesterday and dumped 27.5 inches of snow on us, a Boston record. I now own a snow shovel that I will probably never use again. Man, shoveling snow is hard work! Veronica is now making numerous references to a trip of ours to Tahoe a few years back. We arrived late at night and were pulling into the cabin driveway, partially blocked by a snowdrift. Being the experienced winter driver that I was (am), I tried to drive right through it, expecting it to explode into powder. Not quite. I bottomed the car out on it and had to have my dad come out to help dig us out.

Here's a pic of the state of our parking lot this morning. My red Honda is at the bottom right. Not too bad, considering some cars on the street were almost completely submerged in fallen snow and snowplow-made drifts.

We ended up spending Saturday and Sunday in Providence, hanging with Rob and Roo, as well as their friends Pete and Erika. Had some nice Kebab and Curry, played a lot of Cranium and Trivial Pursuit, and ... well, umm ... I broke my video game fast. Rob rented NBA 2K2 for GameCube, and I just couldn't say no to a little multiplayer basketball action. After that, we played some classic NES, including Gunsmoke, Double Dribble, and RC Pro Am. That inspired me to download an NES emulator, which has kept me busy while stuck inside avoiding snow. Hopefully my recent video abstinence has tempered my consumption of games.

Last but not least, we enjoyed Olive's company for the weekend. The big conversation point was her possible pregnancy, suggested by her recent weight gain and UNBELIEVABLY HUGE nipples. Rob and Roo weren't incredibly impressed with the shelter from which they picked her up, so they didn't put it past them that Olive either entered the place with puppies or was impregnated within. After a visit to the vet on Monday, the diagnosis however was false pregnancy. No puppies for us. Yet.