Well, our prolonged fall is gone. It was historical in its oddness and I feel also in its end. One day we are in the plus and the next we are in the -30s, and lower, with a few feet of heavy snow! I spent three and a half hours clearing our walk ways. We have a nasty big driveway (note to self, next house must have short driveway).
Yesterday the school bus didn’t make it, -40 will do that to a school bus. This morning the thermometer read -45 so I hollered at my man to not get the kids up and rolled back under the covers. SNOW DAY! No bus, no school, no schedule!
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I mozied out of bed at 10 and had a deliciously slow breakfast. Made coffee to go with my Greek yogurt and homemade bread with jam. Poured the remainder of the coffee over a roast, slow cooker supper. Mixed up my weekly bread batch and finally got dressed around one. The kids found a variety of games and insanity to entertain themselves as I puttered. Kitchen got clean and toys put away.
Lunch for the fish was followed by lunch for the crew. Popcorn, hot chocolate, carrots and cake on the menu, a menu that at least contributed to the lack of a single complainer in the bunch (please note, fish DID get fish food)!
Riddick is in full winter rebellion gear again. He looks at me like I am joking when I encourage him to go out for a run about and a wizz. “Come on boy, you can’t cross your legs for ever,” I insist as I give him a gentle boot out. Once back in doors we got the broom out and played broom ball dog style. I run around with the broom and he tries to catch and destroy it. After he was warn out the floor got washed and soon doggy gets a bath too.
So what kind of a post is this? Well this is an itinerary to a mozie day. I know you regulars are wondering where the long romantic descriptions of tea drinking and snuggle up time with chocolate are… no worries done that a few times today.
Excuse me while I continue to seize the day and take a nap.
TTFN
