I admit it, I was right there along with everyone else late Friday afternoon rushing around stocking up before the storm. I waited in long lines at the grocery store that rivaled the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. I was running desperately low on Pampers and Pedialyte - two major must haves when you have a baby with the dreaded stomach bug. I wasn’t going to chance fate by having to bundle him up and take him to the store with me to get more over the weekend.

I was in the Southdale area and originally thought I’d just run to Target for my precious provisions. Suddenly I felt like I was in a bad 90’s B-movie. “Dude….Where’s my Target?” The entire block was a giant hole and a dirt pile. Wuh? It was incredibly discombobulating. I looked left, I looked right - was I in the right place? All of the other landmarks were there but no bullseye. I later found out it’s becoming “Super” - hence the hole. This apparently happened in January. Where have I been? As I claim a few different Targets to be “my Targets”- I missed out on this moving one. 

So, on to plan B - the grocery store. As long as I was there, eh, I might as well buy bags and bags of comfort food. A weekend like this was made for the mother of all MN casseroles Tater Tot Hot Dish.  Such a cliche punch line yet it is so darn good - you betcha.

So the weekend was spent indoors with leftovers and the *yawn* Oscars last night. Any snowy weekend stories to share?

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