Christmas Day Snow May Have Broken Records but So Did This

We’re ten days into the new year, but I still feel like I have just arrived back from a relaxing, fun, long vacation, minus any dirty laundry and luggage.  Having ten days off at the end of the year was such a Big Deal for me—it was rare—it was wonderful—and I have refused to even put one word into a new agenda calendar for 2011.  It was like being on a small island vacation, like we used to with our family and also pre-kids, to a place where no cars exist, a place where you are so relaxed on the 7^th day that you contemplate selling everything and never leaving.

 OK, I am exaggerating, it wasn’t as relaxing as that, but I have to say it has been painful putting on shoes, a bra and clothes after days of living in flannels and lounge pants.

 (instead of the boys mashing the gingerbread house to bits, this year Hubs got involved and put bottle rockets and firecrackers inside of it, but first the Tonka truck was involved).

But I have had to slowly but surely get ready for a business trip….although last night’s nature event may sideline those plans:

 (January 10th)

Christmas Day may have broken records for actually snowing on 12/25 for the first time in over 100 years, but I have never seen so much snow accumulate in one hour as it did last night, and it didn't stop for hours (but sleet continued all night).  I had peeked out the front door with Youngest at 9:00 and there was nothing happening yet, so we read together but then the snow started 30 minutes later.  Next thing you knew we let the kids go outside at 10:00 p.m. because it was so pretty and so powdery and we heard that it may turn to ice the next day.  Needless to say, school was cancelled.

 Today we have all been outside playing in it—the kids went out before 10:00 a.m. and Hubs and I walked alone about 30 mins later to another  ‘hood and watched people sledding.  No one is driving anywhere or those that try mostly spin their car wheels and get stuck.  

 On December 20^th I had to fly halfway across the country to meet with a potential client and they liked us and now it is my client and I am supposed to be there on Wednesday.  Who knows if that will happen—it is so cold that the roads will look the same tomorrow if not worse. 

Here is a photo below of the angel on top of our tree.  She doesn’t match the style any more—before kids I decorated the tree all Victorian.  But a couple years ago I realized our angel reminds me of an air traffic controller angel—see her lights in each raised arm:

She is an angel over flights and now besides all my usual flight anxiety, now I have to worry about icy runways, icy wings, icy landing gear, an equally snowy destination, in the windiest part of the country, and at an airport that only has the body scanners as the only choice.  I might get the angel out of the attic tomorrow, but tonight I will cook some yummy food in the kitchen as usual (the Hubs and boys are constantly after me making dessert stuff so I don’t even bother with any body-weight resolutions as I have no will power) and enjoy the icy beauty at home.