Snowpacalypse, Part Deux

The Snowman { Snowlady? } Saga continues.  Two mystery neighbors, whom I saw out the window from a distance today, brought a costume change for the Viking-Clad-Material-Girl and Bikini-Martini-Babe.  Girls, clearly you are fun.  Please come join our Bunko group!

Meet Snow White...

{ Get it?  Snow White?  Clever neighbors. }

And Alice in { Winter } Wonderland.

{ At least the cards on the skirt lead me to believe it's Alice. }

And then we took a field trip to CVS.  To pick up really important provisions { i.e., diet Coke }, since it's looking more and more like we'll be home again tomorrow and we're running low.  Guess whose idea it was to brave the weather in the car?

{ 10 and 2, buddy.  10 and 2. }

Oh yes.  I white-knuckled it the whole way.  And do you know what his response was when I asked if he was sure we wanted to do this?  "If your Dad can make it all the way to the airport, we can make it to CVS."  Gee, thanks, Jimmy Boy.  Thanks for setting a good example.

The hardest part was getting out of the neighborhood, but the main road was fairly decent.  Fairly.  I'm guessing this is because we only drove about a mile and that the one bridge we had to cross is so notoriously icy it was covered in like four inches of sand and salt.  When this mess freezes hard again tonight, any hope of a morning commute is toast.

Needless to say, we made it back safely and even got to see Taylor-Brawner park all snowy and beautiful.  The Snowpacalypse lives another day.