Guess What?

UPDATE: The following post was, as you tell, written in February. Well, I thought I would add it to the blogging bloopers list Susan has started at Between Naps on the Porch. For the blooper, just read. You'll find it. And, if not, I'll tell you at the end.

I can hardly believe as I sit to write a few things about our most recent snow and the fun we had on our days off it is snowing again. Oh, how I love the winter! If it has to be cold out I want it to snow.

Last week the biggest snow this area had seen in many years blanketed our countryside. Students - and teachers - were treated to 4 snow days. John measured a spot in the front yard that was 8 inches, with the drifts around the house much deeper. Overall, most areas on our lawn were right at 6". This snow was not necessarily a good one for snowball fights and snowmen as it was a very dry snow, but we were able to make a nice track for sledding off the western side of our yard. With skillful navigating we were able to keep from sliding off into the pond. John-Heath needed only one trip down with John to decide he was big enough to do it on his own. Ren had a good time that first day with Mark, Paula, and Makayla being pulled around on a sled behind the 4-wheeler in front of the Old House.

All said, we were able to enjoy two good days and one fun night of frolicking.

More snow memories

Snow Cream

( a bowl of snow -make sure it is clean snow - , some sugar, milk and a little vanilla flavoring) YUM!

John realizing he's not a spring chicken anymore after attempting to snow board down the hill. Can you spell Chiropractor?

John building John-Heath a snowman after a little melting had occurred. This was John-Heath's first-ever snowman.

John ruining one of the heating elements on my glass cook top while cleaning boiled over hot chocolate - a costly little mistake.

Oh well, considering I stripped the transmission in our car two weeks ago by throwing it into reverse and trying to exit the garage at the same time I can't say much.

Going supersonic off the hill with Ren and making it past the 'ditch'.

This just in...Sumner County Schools will be closed Tuesday, February 9 due to inclement weather in the county. I have come to love the sound of Jeremy Johnson's voice.

P.S. Did you spot it? The blooper? Or should I say the costly little mistake? What I didn't tell in the post was that the reason the hot chocolate boiled over to begin with is that I left it unattended to check my blog's dashoard. Yikes! Oh, and let's just keep this a secret between us ;)

A Lazy Day

9:30 a.m.
Finally awake after playing spades into the wee hours of the morning. John thinks he may have time to take much of the old fencing wire to the county recycling center before the weather gets bad. Looking forward to the big snow! Forecasters have predicted a 90% chance for 5 inches of snow to hit our neck of the woods. For us middle-Tennesseans that's a lot. John-Heath is watching cartoons enjoying his extended break due to having had the the flu this past week. Thankfully, he's much better. Ren complains (that a large breakfast feast has not been prepared). She's 14. When is she not complaining?

10:30 a.m.
John decides not to take his little trip and goes to the local grocery store instead. Comes home and decides to surf the web. I decide to improve on my terrible rating in spades. No snow yet.

11:30 a.m.
Spades rating is worse. Still no snow. Time for some Raisin Bran.

12:00 p.m.
Ren comes down for the stress relief bath therapy gel. Oh, the aches and pains of the young. John has headed to the local farmer's store for his newly sharpened chain saw blade. John-Heath has crawled beside me on the bed (where I sit as I write). His eyes are closed. Time for a nap. So sweet. I have now counted 23 snowflakes.

1:00 p.m.
I decide to roll myself into a hot shower.

1:05 p.m.
I quickly get out of the not-so-hot shower. Ren, it seems, has mostly drained all the hot water from our 85 gallon hot water heater during her therapeutic bath/shower combo. Luckily, I was able to rinse the shampoo from my hair prior to the water turning completely cold. At least some more snow is starting to fall.

6:00 p.m.
John-Heath has been awake from his nap for about 3 hours. John and I matched wits in two highly competitive games of Skip-Bo. I won the first. I'm feel certain he must have cheated during the second game or else I would have won it also. Vegetable beef soup is on the stove for tonight's dinner. Heavier snow is finally falling.

10:56 p.m.
John and John-Heath watched "Up" in the media room. After trying to teach Ren how to play spades on Yahoo and further damaging my rating I have decided to give it up for the night. A thick blanket of snow has now covered the ground. I don't want to jinx anything but it looks as if we might just get another snow day on Monday from this most recent gift. Good night. Sleep tight.

My daughter's closet

It is just shy of 1 a.m. and I need to go to bed. I can't sleep though. For one thing I have REALLY, REALLY, REALLY messed up my sleep habits with these glorious days off from work due to the Blizzard of 2010. If you realize I live in Tennessee you'll know I am just joking about the Blizzard. Although the 2 inches rocked!!!

Another thing causing tonight's insomnia is my daughter's bedroom closet. My 14-year-old Ren (she rocks, too) came down several hours earlier this evening and exclaimed, "I don't have anything to wear to the movies." Of course, she only just received several nice items this past December 25 (one of which was a red shirt and I have seen her wear said red shirt at least 3 days since then).

Anyway, I went to her closet a few minutes after the typcial mother-daughter exchange and we were able to put something together. But while there I realized I should probably take time to help her organize the whole menagerie of fabric.

Organizing my closet was much easier when I was growing up and lived at home. 1.) I was very spoiled in the chore department so my mom always did it for me and 2.) There wasn't as much to organize. A few pairs of Levis (oh how I wanted a pair of Jordache or Gloria Vanderbilt just like the ones worn by the girls who worked for my orthodontist and tightened my wires each month), a few button-up shirts, and a pair of Cuga tennis shoes.

I do dread this task at hand. I'm sure she does too...NO WIRE HANGERS!!! Just kidding...well sort of.