We walked to a show at the Brooklyn Public Library and came out to see snow falling. It took twice as long to get home as the girls stopped every 5 steps to play in the snow. The storm turned out to be a blizzard and our car is, indeed, snowed in, not so much because of the accumulating snowfall, but because it was on the side of the street that the snow plow dumps snow on.
The girls and I are on our own again today as Mark is spending long hours at the kitchen. We are a bit worried that we’ll have enough products to stock the table this coming week at Gifted and now he gets to add digging the car out the snow on top of all the things he’ll have to do when he gets home late tonight.
Thanks to Mark’s mom who made her yearly trip to NY to help us during the busy season. The girls miss you already.
The sun is shining. Blue skies. I’m trying to muster enough energy to walk up the hill to Prospect Park so the girls can go sledding.