My prius and I took on the Saturday snowstorm and won. I even made it all the way up the hill and home again on Saturday evening. Which resulted in requiring snow chains for all of Sunday and Monday morning. Which resulted in needing a nail file to pry out the ice core from my chains' latching sections to get them off of the tires this morning.
(While I was at the craft fair on Saturday, I heard a number of "Who drives a PRIUS?!" comments as people came in to shop. Of course, out in Markham, it was more admiration/head-shaking than the NoVA-suburbanite-horror sounds.)
On Sunday, D_Muse and Q_Goat came out to help me hand-clip Talla-goat's baby fleece and have dinner, too. Talla-goat is feisty; she likes to bite! She got about 3/4 of a haircut last night before my hands cramped up and we got too cold to finish. So we went back inside and I threw dinner into the cooker. We had lamb roast with potatoes and mushrooms in the slow cooker, and fresh-cooked beets on the side. Rar. We also had a good enough time hanging out that I didn't get to bed until 11:30.
Jessie was in heat, and now Sashimi is serenading the boys. It's a little loud out in the fields right now.