Well, I’m kind of a “damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead” kind of guy. It’s hard for me to admit limitations. But I just finished a round of phone calls to my children and my Mother-in-Law (age 87, but acts like 57) cancelling tonight’s planned holiday family event.<\/p>\n
We’ve had a tradition that some time during the holidays we all get together and head to downtown Minneapolis to go through the display<\/span> formerly known as the Dayton’s display, now the Macy’s<\/span> display. Upstairs in the old Dayton’s<\/span> department store building, since time immemorial going back to at least the 1960s, there has been a wonderful, entertaining and sometimes inspiring display. This year the theme apparently is the Nutcracker.<\/p>\n Earlier in the day during the first round of phone conversations the consensus<\/span> seemed to be: screw the weather, let’s go anyway. Since then the snow has gotten worse. Then my son reported that his car was covered with snow with ice underneath the snow. When he tried to clear it, he broke off a windshield wiper. After that I found out that one of my daughters is at her boyfriend’s place – which is in Eagan<\/span>, further away from my place here in Minnetonka<\/span> than I had figured.<\/p>\n