Weekend
It seems the only thing I have to talk about is the weather and what we do outside.
Sunday after church the young family group did a hot dog and dessert lunch for the congregation before the greening of the sanctuary. It was well attended and looked like there was a bunch of $$ in the basket. I can't remember what the money will go towards. Kristie made two trays of cream cheese brownies which always go over well. (I'm reminded of Grandma Grimmer talking about Lefse.) The people at church here are much like those at First United in Carbondale, and the girls and we are making several friends there. I ate two hot dogs, lots of raw vegetables, and several desserts. I have no shame about food.
Sunday afternoon I spent with the girls.
First, we went back to Canadian Tire (sort of like Western Auto used to be) for decent jumper cables (6 guage), winter wiper blades, ice melter, and a tote for winter emergency supplies in the car. CT was sold out of all winter blades except 14 inchers and a few above 24 inches. 25 inch blades must be for Excursions, Escalades, and the like. Not that you need special winter anything if you have one of those: you can just get in and drive as normal regardless of the conditions outside. They are also picked clean on roof rakes which I need to remove the enormous drifts that form up there, my across the street neighbor, Gord, tells me. Mark, next to him, tells me he doesn't bother and that it will all slide off when it gets deep enough anyway. I don't think I want to be below when that happens. Grace and Greta were real troopers at the store though they did ask why Daddy was going in circles.
After shopping, we got bundled up and went out to go sledding and make a snow fort. It was warm enough (+5C) to roll snowballs on Sunday, so now the yard is a mess with bare patches of grass and snow boulders and stomp marks all over. Why do I care about something so silly?. Sledding at the little park across the street is OK on the little hill, but we are excited for the pond to get 6 inches of ice on it so we can sled down the big hill and across the ice.
Speaking of ice, with the thaw this weekend, the roads and streets are more treacherous than ever for walking. I nearly took a digger walking to school this AM. I really need those size 15 skates and soon!
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Sunday after church the young family group did a hot dog and dessert lunch for the congregation before the greening of the sanctuary. It was well attended and looked like there was a bunch of $$ in the basket. I can't remember what the money will go towards. Kristie made two trays of cream cheese brownies which always go over well. (I'm reminded of Grandma Grimmer talking about Lefse.) The people at church here are much like those at First United in Carbondale, and the girls and we are making several friends there. I ate two hot dogs, lots of raw vegetables, and several desserts. I have no shame about food.
Sunday afternoon I spent with the girls.
First, we went back to Canadian Tire (sort of like Western Auto used to be) for decent jumper cables (6 guage), winter wiper blades, ice melter, and a tote for winter emergency supplies in the car. CT was sold out of all winter blades except 14 inchers and a few above 24 inches. 25 inch blades must be for Excursions, Escalades, and the like. Not that you need special winter anything if you have one of those: you can just get in and drive as normal regardless of the conditions outside. They are also picked clean on roof rakes which I need to remove the enormous drifts that form up there, my across the street neighbor, Gord, tells me. Mark, next to him, tells me he doesn't bother and that it will all slide off when it gets deep enough anyway. I don't think I want to be below when that happens. Grace and Greta were real troopers at the store though they did ask why Daddy was going in circles.
After shopping, we got bundled up and went out to go sledding and make a snow fort. It was warm enough (+5C) to roll snowballs on Sunday, so now the yard is a mess with bare patches of grass and snow boulders and stomp marks all over. Why do I care about something so silly?. Sledding at the little park across the street is OK on the little hill, but we are excited for the pond to get 6 inches of ice on it so we can sled down the big hill and across the ice.
Speaking of ice, with the thaw this weekend, the roads and streets are more treacherous than ever for walking. I nearly took a digger walking to school this AM. I really need those size 15 skates and soon!
s
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