Oh, Deer!

We spent the holidays in Kentucky with Tony's family, and the drive in was pretty treacherous. We were lucky to avoid the highway accidents caused from the freezing weather and managed to get into Harrodsburg before the worst of the black ice ice appeared.

The next morning, I opened the blinds, hoping that I'd be able to tell the girls that we'd be having a white Christmas. But no. . . I realized we wouldn't be. However, it was clear that the neighbors were going to be having deer for dinner. Boy, did I miss Atlanta after seeing that! And at that moment, I developed a tremendous respect for my neighborhood's HOA.