Well, I survived the bachelorette night. When we woke up there was a little snow on the ground outside (which this cold and snow in March? I thought I moved back to Texas!). But it wasn't much.
Then I got home and saw how much snow there was there. A lot more than a little dusting.
And this afternoon we started our dance lessons. Here's DF with our instructor. He's got a ways to go but is already doing much better.