Blizzard or 08

It is 4 days before Christmas, and I am in Portland, where it has been snowing for 3 days straight. I was suppose to fly out to Minneapolis on Sunday, but my flight was canceled, and I am praying that I get to leave on Christmas Eve. I feel like I live in South Dakota again. I thought this was why I moved away, at least people in SD know what to do in weather like this. Lucky, I have a awesome friend, Patty, who is letting me stay at her house, while I wait to get out. The Portland area has gotten a foot of snow. People on the news said this is the worse they seen snow in years. I was supposed to drive down to Iowa with Megan today. The good thing is that I was suppose to fly out to Minniapolis, but when my flight got canceled, Patty called the airline, and by the grace of God, I am flying straight to Des Moines. So now I am just sitting in a warm house, thanking God, that I'm not stuck at the airport or anywhere else. A lot of people are stuck at the airport and the train stations.