We made a game-time decision to head back to Vermont where there is power and heat, but, oh yeah, also about 2 feet of snow. Now we've got a fun-filled weekend of packing and dealing ahead of us, which should help us forget that fact that come Sunday, we still probably won't have power to return to in Maine. In the meantime, the Baby is howling his head off trying to get to sleep because he is wondering where the heck we are, and the hub and I haven't showered since yesterday because no power=no water. Why do we live in New England again? Red Sox, hear me now: you'd better have one stellar season to make up for all this. In any case, things are going to be a bit off for the next few days. Please send me patience and strength. I am off to pour a second glass of wine. I'll report back when we land back in one piece. Enjoy your electricity this weekend, my friends; it is a precious, precious thing.