February 13, 2019

Cabin Fever And Nothing Else


Nothing new has happened around here.

We managed to escape over the weekend, got out to church, stretched our legs a little… only to get socked back in with another snowfall from Sunday to Monday night.

We have tried to have fun.

We’ve tried to do some homework, and some art work (no art classes right now, either)…

… but there has been no therapy for nearly two weeks until today, when I managed to dig out of our cul-de-sac (which has a foot of icy slush and compact snow) and got Tad to speech therapy.  Thumper has been therapy-less for longer now, and is subsisting on a diet of stolen chocolate and stolen iPads.

Ane wants to get to her friends, but the roads are terrible, and even the ones within walking distance aren’t easy to get to, as the snow is covering all the sidewalks or safer walking spots.

We’ve had some of the neighbor kids over to watch movies, just for fun.

The Webmaster hasn’t been able to get in to work because the park & ride wasn’t cleared, or the buses were running restricted routes.  So he’s been working from home.

But school is canceled for tomorrow, which will be the 7th day out of the last nine…. and we are all slowly going mad.

February 8, 2019

A Warm Fire


Here, we see the domesticated teenage girl sleeping by the fire.

Notice the phone tucked under her stomach. Her natural prey, the 5 year old brother, will be stealthily approaching any second now to swipe it and start watching YouTube.

And now, we wait for another round of snow…

February 7, 2019

Dead Battery and Other Problems


There is definitely another snow storm on the horizon, but today was the calm before the storm.  At least, it was supposed to be.  I got all the kids on their buses, and then… the minivan would not start.  We’d had this problem on Sunday as well.  I jumped it, and kept it running for a while, stopping at the post office, the library, and Trader Joe’s before finally driving over to our repair shop so they could take a look at the battery issue.

It was at Trader Joe’s that I got my first taste of crazy.  Costco had not been that bad the night before.  But all the lanes were open at Trader Joe’s, and the lines were backed up down each aisle.

I managed to make it through (mildly horrified at the panic), and stopped at our repair shop.  But when they told me they would need the car for a full hour, I had to say that I couldn’t stay, because Rerun had an appointment and I had to pick him up from school in 45 minutes.  So I hopped back in the minivan, which DID NOT START.



I went back inside, handed them the keys, and called Gichan.  And then I said the magic words that I hadn’t said in this order since I was a teenager:

“Dad, I need to borrow your car.”

I picked up Rerun from school, got him to his appointment, then drove back to my parents’ house, and then Grandma gave me a lift to pick up the minivan.  The battery was deader than a doornail, so we got a new one.

While the boys were at swimming, we got a phone call from the school district – early dismissal for school on Friday.  Oh joy.

At least they won’t have to make it up in June.

February 6, 2019

Send Help


Day 3 of the Snopocalypse.

A 5:30am phone call announced that school was canceled due to icy road conditions.  The Webmaster, who had worked from home Monday, but managed to get to work Tuesday, had to come home when NO BUSES SHOWED UP at the park & ride.

The sun was out, so I bundled Thumper up and took him outside for some play time.  In other words, I got a cardio workout before having Ane take over.

The roads around our house, though, weren’t too terrible.  So I took Tad to get a haircut and go shopping.  We hit Costco and Target, getting a few essentials.  The weather report is starting to say there might be more snow this weekend.  And we brought home Costco pizza from the food court, which made everyone happy.

School is going to be two hours late start tomorrow, but IT HAS TO HAPPEN OR I WILL LOSE MY MIND.