"Snowmaggedon 2015" or "Juno" may have spared NYC from the majority of its wrath but Boston was hit with the brunt of it. Initially, I didn't pay too much attention to the weather forecast until my 84-year-old neighbours knocked on my door and told me to stock up on food, water and candles. It's my first week of my final semester so I have been preparing for classes and my year-end thesis. Luckily, Cambridge didn't end up losing power (a lot of New England did) but I stocked up on firewood (and wine) just incase.
I was able to attend my first class on Monday morning before Massachusetts declared a "state of emergency." Harvard cancelled all classes for the rest of Monday and all of Tuesday. I was actually looking forward to this week so I was kind of bummed to be honest! However, I quickly jumped on the snow day bandwagon. I made good use of the time by lounging around in my pajamas and slippers, put on a coconut oil hair mask, watched Lord of the Rings (had a hankering for pointy ears and Gollum's riddles), thought about getting a head-start on homework (it's the thought that counts, right?) and then made an elaborate cheese platter for one. If I was really in the snow day spirit, I should have strapped on my skis and cruised down Beacon Hill like these cool cats:
The school re-opened today so I brought my camera to shoot some of the blizzard aftermath on my way to class. I thought nothing could compete with the love affair Harvard and I had in the fall but man, oh man does she ever look pretty in the winter.