Well, I would love to be regaling you all with road trip and hockey tournament and family feel-good stories, but I can't because of:
1. Snow; and
2. Vomiting twins.
Due to the foregoing, we ended up having to cancel our trip to Minnesota for my brother's Cystic Fibrosis Foundation fundraiser this weekend. The snow forecast to blanket our driving route from Nebraska to Minnesota and back was an act of God. The vomit was an act of Satan. Or maybe it was just the act of a 24 hour stomach bug, but when you've been cleaning up pukey children all day you're allowed to be a little dramatic.
I am seriously bummed about it. Granted, I'm glad that we didn't find ourselves spending six hours driving home today with the vomit twins in the backseat, but still. I'm bummed.
At least I got to see a little blurb about it on the news...gotta love the power of the internet. It makes me feel as if I was almost there, instead of keeping the boys company in the bathroom all day. Truth be told, the bathroom floor did feel as cold as an ice rink. So at least there was that. ;-)