|I didn't remember the Sunday photo very quickly today after church, because we are taking care of my friend's children. One of them really wanted to be in the picture, too. :)|
I can NOT believe it is December 8 today. And even though I have all my Christmas decorations up and a little Christmas shopping done, I'm not feeling particularly Christmasy.
I'm going to blame the end-of-semester craziness, because I certainly can't blame the weather!
On Thursday, we had our first snow day of the season. I don't know about you, but it seems like we just had about a million snow days, so I wasn't feeling particularly ready. And, true to every snow day in the history of forever, I still had to go to work for part of the day. The Maestro happily shoveled us out and drove me to and fro, since I hate driving in blizzards. He did make me stop teaching after lunch, though. Which was great, because then the girls and I made Christmas cookies, and that made me feel a teensy bit more Christmasy.
The reason Joel didn't help with the Christmas cookies was because he had to go back to work. So, I thought I'd return the favor and go out and shovel for him while he was gone. You can sort of see some of my handiwork in this photo, but what you can really see is how much snow we received that day.
Poor Puccini has been pretty cold lately. Temperatures in the single and sub-zero digits will do that to a dog. She discovered that sitting on top of the radiator is pretty warm, and though the flimsy scarf she is curled up on is probably not super soft, this has been her chosen napping spot the last few days.
On Friday, we had a two hour delay, which was good, because nobody in our family is very cheerful after two snow days. Sophia came home and ran outside to play because she had felt a little gypped that they weren't allowed outside recess that day because it was below 5 degrees (it must be at least 6 degrees out for outdoor recess). She came in after about ten minutes--I think she figured out why they had to stay in for recess!
It still hasn't stopped snowing, and I keep seeing the little red exclamation point on my weather app reminding me that the warning/advisory/watch/whatever for lots of lake effect snow has been extended into Monday. Sigh. I hate the little red exclamation point.
The Maestro worried all weekend about his orchestra concert yesterday. His December concert always seems to be in the middle of the blizzard (maybe he shouldn't be having concerts in December?), and I sure didn't feel like leaving the house to go. But we went, and it was a wonderful concert, if not as well-attended as it might have been if the weather were nice. The photo is of Chloe, with Joel and Bria in the background at the car after the concert last night. Still snowing!
This was our drive down the hill to church this morning--and the weather did calm down a bit today, even though the little red exclamation point is telling me it will only get worse again tonight and tomorrow.
I'm pretty sure we don't have to worry about having a white Christmas. IT CAN STOP SNOWING NOW. (And from the weather reports I'm getting, that goes for the entire country almost!)