Let it Snow?

If you're a reader of many Northern/Canadian blogs, ESPECIALLY southern Albertan ones, you'll not be entertained to see these photos of why it's been a few days of no-blogging. I mean, you'd THINK that when mother nature unleashed her PMS (Putrid Mounds of Snow) all over our Mo-town, and how we were snowed in, that I'd have lots of time to blog.

yah. Not so much. Snow days only means that the kids are fighting for computer time and the teenager is suffering sever Heliophobia. Snow days mean shovelling mounds and mounds of snow, only to have it blow back in your face because the wind down here is CRAZY!! And then, once you've sweated a pool inside your snowpants, you break a shovel. Big Guy was here for the night, and drove his new-to-him little car. Well, you'd be lucky if you had a 4x4 truck with MONSTER tires if you wanted to go ANYWHERE on Saturday. The snow was HIGHER than his car! We ended up getting him home, magically, on Sunday. But even then, church (which, in Mo-town, is only EVER a block away from ANYONE'S house) was cancelled.

Yah. It was that bad. Church is NEVER cancelled. Snow day Monday. And Will was out making his backyard skate rink. Love him, but after shovelling and shovelling, he then informs me we have two feet in the backyard of snow to shovel off. Who, in their right minds, shovels their backyards?!?! yep. That would be us. We're totally cool like that. Actually, we're totally FROZEN like that. I had snotsicles like you've never seen before! ew.

And, it ONLY got down to -50'C with the windchill. (-58'F) Yah. ONLY!

Actually, I'm excited to have the rink done. We're planning on making a firepit too, where we can drink hot chocolate and roast mallows with our skates on. The kids are all here for the first time in months this weekend, so maybe we'll get some skating/cookie eating/ gingerbread house making/ basement "Kid's Tree" decorating done.

It's been a bit snowy here. Pretty and lovely, but cold. Our old house creaks and groans with the cold wind, and our fireplaces are going and blankets are thrown on EVERY couch cushion. It's kinda fun, I'll admit.