Beating The Snow Storm Out Of Boston
Tonight, my stepbrother and his Bulgarian babe wife will be coming in from Boston. He’s informed us that they are leaving Boston just before a snowstorm from hell is due to arrive. Although we are certainly having very April-like weather here in the City of Salt—varying from spring to winter in the span of just a few hours—I’m thinking we’ll get lucky with the weather. There is no snow in the immediate forecast.
My stepsister is due in tomorrow. Hopefully we’ll get in at least one evening of good food, drink, and conversation.
My son, the little bilingual bundle of joy, is particularly looking forward to this visit because he will finally be able to meet his cousin, Jean Michael, from Bulgaria. His not related in the blood sense, but I don’t know what else to call him. Step cousin? There is a couple of years difference in their ages, but I’m thinking it’ll still be a bunch of fun.
Anyway, we’ve pulled out the extra beds, blankets, pillows, food, drink, etc and I think we’re ready.