We had previously arranged to take Logan to friends for a few hours so we could have some alone time to hang out and talk uninterrupted. Even though there wasn't much snow on the ground the car was incased in a very protective layer of ice. It took a little to get it out and ready to go, but my stud of a husband stood there in the frozen rain and got us one step closer to our date.
When we got to the gate to get on base, the guard stoped us and quite rudely (as if we were idiots for not seeing on the news) informed us that post was closed and we could not enter.
the conversation went something like this......
Guard..."where are you headed?"
Scott....."to some friends house"
Guard..."do you live on post?"
Guard... long pause and blank stare "did you not know that post is closed?"
Scott..... "How would I know that?"
Guard... long pause ... (and in a very snotty and rude tone) " It's ALL over the news!!!" as if the first thing we would think of this morning when we saw a little snow would be Hum, let's watch the news and see if the town is still functioning...)
Who would have thought that less than an inch of snow slushy roads and some frozen rain would close post. It never entered out minds, but as I said previously, snow doesn't fall often here. With the generosity of our friends coming outside the gate to pick up Logan we were still able to go out. As we drove around town we realized that base was not the only thing closed, seriously, half the town was shut down! This just made me laugh even harder. We did have a great time together despite driving around for quite a while trying to find a place to eat.
Even with the limited amount of snow we were still able to have some fun in it. On our way back we got out a big card board box and did a little sledding :) Unfortunately we did not have out camera so I was not able to document it...
Here is me at 34 and a half weeks, (I also finally got to wear the white fuzzy wintry boots Scott gave me for Christmas, I was very excited about them...:)