.... it was a lot worse than this photo of Pennsylvania Avenue in 1918, but back then they didn't have 4 wheel drive.
Washington, DC only gets a white Christmas about 13% of the time, so when it snows, all the photographers scramble to the National Mall to get their winter wonderland photos that you see on posters and postcards. In reality, it doesn't snow much here. But here's a photo of the National Museum of the American Indian post-snowfall. Around my neighborhood in the Baltimore area, we ended up with about 20 inches.
... has a wonderfully wicked sense of humor. The C.L.E. Clothing Company comes up with the best t-shirts, and even loves to pick on the suburbs every now and then. But right now, this one is my favorite.
... an Elf for our shelf. I know the recession has hit everyone hard and elves are probably the first to get laid off. Santa is being ruthless this year. There are rumors that Rudolph might be let go, which is bad because then he won't have insurance to get that glowing tumor removed from his nose. Mrs. Claus is only giving sugar cookie bonuses this year, which is making everyone cranky.
But really, I do need to hire an Elf for the simple reason that the one at Nana and Poppy's house has been really useful in keeping Sadie in line. He keeps an eye on her, and she knows that the Elf will report back to Santa if she's naughty. It's a win-win situation. So, I'm taking resumes and there will likely be a lengthy interview process to make sure we get the right kind of Elf. Not like Buddy. Our house can't handle that kind of chaos.