And we are buried..... not really.  And of course..... our snowmobiles are in a million pieces.

Lots happening around here:

-drippy noses
-LOTS of laundry to fold
-snow to shovel
-a guest room that needs to be cleaned out


In other news, I'm trying to transition Beau from two naps to one.  Hard.  We do well until about 10-10:30, then the wheels blow off.  Chris' cousin told me that EVERYTHING with a kid is a phase.  So, as I want to punch myself in the face, I'm going to chant THIS IS ONLY A PHASE.  Until then, bedtime kinda sucks.  Normally he is up at 6, down at 9 (til about 10:30), then down again at 1:30 (until 3) and bedtime at 7-7:30.  Thats all out the window.

We find out today (during a snowstorm) the gender of the baby.  I'm super pumped and stumped.  I have no idea what it is; not one iota.

I'm getting really fed up with people (in general conversation amongst acquaintances) talking about Obamacare.  This falls into the "political" category and thus, off limits.  Don't people know its really bad manners to discuss this in mixed company.  I am not Emily Post.  I say fuck all the time however, I do know NOT to talk about politics and religion openly-- you never know who you may offend, etc.  So, take my message to heart.  Lock it up.