It was forecasted that we were to get well over a foot of snow this past Saturday evening. In true BH tradition my roommates put together a last minute 4-bar pubcrawl ending at our house where everyone would sleep over and be snowed in with us (and have their cars fill our driveway so we have less to shovel). I had a little to drink and just went to bed when we got to the house. I was sick. The others stayed up and drank. Next thing I know, Natalie (roommate) is knocking on my door and Mike’s door, yelling, “Breakfast!” It was somehow noon.

I groggily got out of bed and followed them upstairs to the top floor. On the way up, I could see we really did get over a foot of snow. Despite my headache and sickness, that brightened me a bit. Greg was making breakfast for everyone. I’m not sure how many movies we then watched but it seemed like 3 or 4 including Eurotrip and Wedding Crashers. It was decided after that, that we needed to go shovel before it got dark. We all suited up and got ready for the fun to ensue. Mike decided it would add value to the experience by taking out his Halloween costume and shoveling in the penguin suit. He wasn’t wrong.