|Sorry about the cussing mom...|
|Ok, I went out once with the dog while Ben was shoveling. That is our poor dog. Don't feel bad, he loved it.|
Saturday was a busy day for us, as we assumed we were having people over the next night for the big game. We did a massive grocery shopping trip, as well as a good cleaning of the house. We decided to go see American Sniper as a reward for a day of hard work. The movie was good, sad and intense. And I cried at the end. It took a good several minutes for me to stop crying. I told Ben that it wasn't a normal movie cry, but a sad cry. Like in The Green Mile. Where you feel the sadness all the way inside. He agreed, although he's never seen The Green Mile (What?!?). It was a quiet, bummed out ride home through the falling snow. As I said, good movie, but sad and very intense. Be ready to hide your eyes in your partner's armpit at least 2 times.
|Those bushes are now unidentifiable under the mounds of snow|
In other news, don't ask Ben about the game.
Lastly, this is the only good thing about Monday morning:
|12 buns, gone in less that 12 hours. So delicious, I don't even care.|