Dad got itchy to go out this time and we needed to pick up some ice melt granules, but we got a bit of a late start. Stopped downtown for coffee and discovered Twigs was closed due to the snow that day, so we peeked in Aspen's, where that day's find in my size was a lambswool hooded sweater. Much to our amusement, its variegated blue pattern matches Vogon's winter scarf. (: We got something else blue but I can't tell you what it is or else I'd have to kill you.
We extricated ourselves from the warmth of the store and drove out to Wal-Mart (are you seeing a trend here?) to get the aforementioned ice melt, a gift and a few groceries. This time we saw local snowboarder Lakota Sage, I got funny looks by telling my sister about the relative merits of scopes, and we annoyed the lady not-helping Dad by asking her which purse I should get (same bag, different colors). Despite our l33t skills at finding fruit and forgetting that I wanted English muffins, we made it home in one piece, wrapped the gift and Dad and I made it out the door in time to attend a holiday Eagle Court of Honor.
It was cheerfully weird to see Scouters I knew as Cub Scout leaders and kids we babysat in high school as Boy Scout leaders and senior patrol leaders in our local troop. We had a lovely time and I got to chat afterward with the freshly minted Eagle's older sister Catherine, who Evergreen readers should remember. (She passed the bar and works in DC now.)
I have totally forgotten most of Friday. Consider this a placeholder until I upload photos to Flickr (probably later tonight) and use the pictures as a springboard to ramble about Zoolights. I froze the snot in my nose out there.