We left Tahoe early in the morning. There was just an inch or two of fresh snow, but as we headed down the mountains into Reno, they had received a foot of snow overnight. We arrived pretty late but the plane was delayed as well so it wasn't a big deal. We thought we might miss our connection in Chicago but it was delayed a few hours too, so it all worked out okay. We arrived home safely around 9pm. It was a long day.
There is no picture today, I guess i was just too pooped to play paparazzi.
On a side note I have to tell a funny mars/venus story: The night before we decided when we would need to leave. I heard 6:30am, but I guess that was the absolute latest we should leave. We got up and the kids and I were ready and just grabbing a snack at about 6:20am when Mark started grumping at us to get moving. I said we were fine, that we were getting in the car at 6:25 so we'd be on time. I was informed that might make us late, 6:30am was the drop dead time. Silly boy, don't tell me the time you don't want me to be ready. Instead, tell me you want me ready because I am an on-time kind of person. Our wheels hit the pavement at 6:29am, right "not-on" time.
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