Snow Day

The weather seems to have died down a bit. What a crazy few days it has been. Howling winds, snow, winds, snow. Adam was unable to go to work yesterday (all the roads were closed, he was very upset), and the kid's had a snow day as well. They were also home today. Adam was able to make the perilous jaunt to work this afternoon. In Cambridge, it was sunny, here, it was still howling. Roads started to pop open late this morning. The amount of snow that lay in wait for me at the end of my driveway was approximately hip height. Armed with my snow scoop and Wookie, I was able to remove it. Thank god for being physically fit. Two years ago, I would have been wheezing and having heart palpatations, this year, it was fun. As much fun as could be expected removing snow by hand. I do envy those with a snow blower. . .maybe next year I will have one of those toys. My walking buddy and I ventured out last night in the blizzard. I really didn't want to go, and I figured if I called her, she would decline, due to the adverse weather conditions. She called my bluff. I told her that I was only calling because it was Monday, and didn't expect to actually have to walk. She retorted it would be an "adventure", I complained about premature wrinkles. She told me to put~~ (this is funny) "a barrier" on, like "vaseline". I couldn't stop laughing. I ended up slathering my face in coconut oil and Strobe Cream. (Heck, who would see us). It reminded me of growing up, and this skinny pale faced boy named Quentin, whose mother never allowed him to use Chapstick The poor kid. His mouth was so chapped that it started at the tip of his nose and ended at his chin. Then I was reminded of another friend who was a contestant on Reach For The Top. He had chapped lips, but instead of putting vaseline just on his lips he continued until his entire lower third of his face was lubricated. Under the intense lights of the studio, my friend's face not only glistened, but reflected the light back at the camera. While watching the show, he looked illuminated and it felt that you were not looking at him, but into the sun. I learned another tidbit today. HOW TO REMOVE ONE METRE OF SNOW FROM YOUR SAGGING TRAMPOLINE (after your kids say that they can't do it). 1) Release as much protective nettting as possible in frigid temperatures. 2) Make sure you have put on your snow pants, this method takes a long time. 3) Lie on your back in the middle of the trampoline. 4) Pretend that you are breakdancing in a clockwise motion, pushing snow to the margins of the trampoline with your legs. You are spinning quickly. 5) Ignore the laughter and finger pointing of rude neighbours (you are having much more fun than they are). 6) Lie face down, pinwheeling counter clockwise, pushing the remainder of the snow with your big snowmobiling gloves and your legs simultaneously. (Even though you don't own a snowmobile, and can't remember where you attained the huge gloves). 7) Flip over on your back and look at the sky. Pretend you are dead, and wait to see if your husband or anyone is actually worried. This is actually quite relaxing. I was looking at the sky and the spruce trees that were laden with snow. 8) Give up wondering how long you could be missing before anyone notices, and trudge inside.