Twister" But instead of racing from the eye of the storm we were driving into it. Still, Jeff thought of me as Helen Hunt and he as Bill Paxton. This time I didn't argue as we had to make tracks.
As we rolled into Astoria to Jeff's, the flurries were not yet furies (I just made that up right here on this spot. Damn!) so we had time to shop for pork tenderloin with baby spinach in sesame oil. What. A. Relief.
What a night. My first blizzard. I was so excited. As caramel swirls of Haagaen Daz Caramel Cone reached my lips I could see swirls of sideways snow passing by the window.
We downed two movies and some maple cookies and headed for a long winter's nap. As I drew the sash and pulled open the shudders in the morning, my wandering eyes saw a s*#t-load of snow! I was in love. Again.