The snow!
Holy crap! The snow is coming. Apparently 40 cms by Thursday evening. I’m all stocked up on wood in the basement, I have at least a weeks worth down there, not that I’ll need THAT much, and there is lots of gas in the blower, plus I have a jerry can half full of gas.
I’m expecting a snow day for school over the next few days, Friday is a PD day anyway, so it looks like Morgan may get a 5 day weekend! If I believed in god, I think I’d be praying.
On the bright side, we have some birthday projects to work on, some cupcakes to make and a house to clean in preparation for the invasion of the inlaws. So at least we’ll have lots of time, and I’ll have lots of slave labor!
I’m getting excited about their coming. For one, it means that I’ll be soon leaving for Europe, and two, they take the pressure off me when they’re here with the girls.
Huh. Emily just handed me a movie to watch. I guess I’d better take the child lock off that cabinet, she just opened it, then locked it up again.
When things like a bad storm are ready to strike, I always worry about a really bad one that leaves us stranded for a week, and try to crush the urge to go buy toilet paper and milk.
I just got dug out from that storm. We had 42 inches. That’s almost as tall as Silas! Over a week of no school, us and two dogs in a motel room. Good times, I tell ya. I hope you weather yours a bit easier!