OK… The bigger kids are both sick (Isaac with a fever and an overly hefty dose of high drama), Michael is in the NICU about 30 miles away, I’m still fighting a cold that is taking its time going away, Liz is at the hospital with Michael, and now we’ve got almost 18″ of fresh snow on top of the 2 feet we already had. I can barely get the back door open far enough to let the dog out, and then he has trouble finding a place to go… he’s an 80lb dog… I’m glad he’s not an ankle-biter. He’d get lost in a drift and never resurface. As is, he’s standing on about 1ft of packed snow, and the porch didn’t get as much snow as the rest of the yard. Our 5ft fence looks 2ft tall.

Thanks to the weather and the sick kids, the folks at the hospital asked Liz to spend the night there in one of the extra rooms. Now it’s looking like she’s going to end up there for another night with a high probability she’ll be there until Michael comes home. When she went there yesterday, it was just supposed to be for the day, so she didn’t pack clothes or toiletries. Now I’m in a position where I can’t get those items to her because the roads are impassible. She’s going to have to rough it for another night.