And so it begins

The biggest storm to hit Utah since 2001, at least according to predictions.  And at this moment, I'm inclined to believe them.  The storm hit about thirty minutes ago, and already my window in the computer room looks like this:

(ignore my reflection)

The weatherman made scary enough predictions that my office let us all leave two hours early.  Which is pretty much unheard of.  They love holding us captive, er, making sure we keep productive.  Of course, since you already know that we were having Thanksgiving at work today, you've probably already guessed that we weren't being very productive.  Oh, and guess who won the roll competition?  Yep, I did!  I rule!  Ok, so maybe I was the only one who brought in homemade rolls, but whatever, I still win.

Anywho, me and the husband are hunkered in for the long haul.  I've already told my boss that I won't be driving in tomorrow until the roads are clear, and the husband gets to work from home.  Now if only I was ovulating. . . . hehe

And on that note, let me assure you that I will probably slap the first person who says "Boy, can't wait to see how many babies we get in 9 months"