BURGERS

aside from a life-endangering five minute trip down boones ferry road yesterday, we hadn't really left the house in four days. things were starting to get a little cabin fevery in the lovin house.

i thought moscow was bad at snow management. it turns out portland is worse.

we roped on the chains (the lovin/holbrook men are now pros), piled in the car (blake in the very back), and we slid and bumped and plowed our way through town to 1. the post office, 2. michael's for craft supplies, and 3. the mall.

while at 2. michael's for craft supplies, waiting in the car for the parents to finish inside, inspiration struck. and so, hamburgers:

can you believe i took a million stupid photos inside a wendy's?
yes you can?




the proper way to eat a frosty:


and then it's all gone


except for here, where it will live on forever


then comes the burger high


the burger euphoria


mom didn't have a burger. she had a salad. no dressing. she's not having a burger high.
likely she is having burger regret.


see, this is a burger high.

and then we braved the mall.


that is a whoooole other story.

five minutes after we got home, the freeways closed.

both directions.

we're just glad we made it back alive.

we think maybe we're good for another couple of days.

which is good, we're supposed to get four more inches of snow tonight.

bring it on, portland.