This did not rank among our more exciting weekends. We did a little sledding, then painted some Valentines. One of us took on the unpleasant task of snowblowing the driveway while the other tackled the less onerous, but even more unpleasant task of cleaning up after a sick kid. Teamwork.
It was the sad end of an era in our house this weekend. Our old neighborhood haunt, the west side Pony Bar, has officially closed its doors. And while there is an east side location, we've never been and it wouldn't be the same anyway. We've been going there since before kids, and then with kids, and with our family and friends and their kids...sigh. Tasty food, delicious brews and great memories. We got in for one last lunch, then took the kids down to the new-ish Whitney (since we never actually made it when we lived 9 blocks away). Their enthusiasm was less than infectious.