Someone much smarter than me dubbed the house the Burrow, a la Harry Potter. And i think that is incredibly fitting. Thus the title.
A lot has happened since we let out for the semester. The ice storm blew out power. Luckily Durham got it back Friday afternoon. Ate lunch/dinner in HoCo without power. that was fun. The fire alarm went off in my dorm room when we got it back. Not as much fun.
Despite being electrically challenged, UNH decided to go ahead with the finals. Lucky us. I can't complain, the Burrow was powerless for 37 hours (not that they were counting or anything) and had to deal with a flooded basement.
After the horrors of finals, i went home. No really, like right after. got out of the exam at 9:45 a.m., was on the road at 10. The first of the snow storms started that afternoon. The snow didn't stop till Monday morning. We got about three feet. Had to pave a path for the dog in the backyard. Let me tell you, running after a tiny dog in the snow should be a competition on Paris Hilton's BFF.
The week before Christmas was a blur of baking and cleaning. Then we got a lovely visit from Keeley before she headed west. Highlight was a game of Kings with the guys and Keeley. Too bad no one could remember the rules. That was interesting.
But now the rush is over. The snow is melting (flooding the basement again) and the food is disappearing. But i have to go, the gauntlet has been thrown and someone is going to lose in Wii tennis.