Snow Day

... for me, at least. One thing about Colorado - it takes a lot of snow to close schools around here.


So I procrastinated. I've had all week to get groceries, and I kept putting it off. I was either too tired or too lazy or not feeling up to dealing with it. When Robert got home last night I was still trying to kick a killer Wednesday headache, when he told me we should expect at least a foot of snow today.


Huh? I'd pretty much given up on it. This year, to date, the Antelope Valley desert has seen a lot more snow than we have at the base of the beautiful Rocky Mountains. Maybe Mother Nature got tired of hearing that smart-aleck comment from me, because apparently she's ticked.


Ro woke me up at 6 so I could beat the storm and get some groceries. It had already been snowing steadily for about an hour. Finished my list, did my shopping, got gas (below empty; I told you I procrastinate!), took the kids to school. Here's what it's looking like after about 3 to 4 hours of snow:

And the "heavy snowfall" is to begin in the late morning and afternoon... another 4 hours from now.


Storm warnings are in effect. Our area is expecting 16 to 24 inches of snow, depending on which forecaster you listen to.


Blizzard conditions have been forecasted for the Denver area.


You know, where Robert is at work.


True, he got there safely... but I'm not too excited about his trip home.


But today should be a good day for me to get some scrapbooking done (I'm soooo behind, as you can see in my sidebar). Or maybe watch one of the 15 movies I recorded from the free Starz weekend on DirecTV. Or dive into another really good book.


And maybe spend some time with God.


I love these kinds of days. Just wish that the kids and Ro were home to hang out and snuggle with.


But at least the fridge is stocked, and I have chocolate.


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You may have noticed, if you read my blog online, that there is a Praying for Stellan button to the right. If you click it you can visit the blog there. Every once in awhile I surf other blogs and find some occasionally that just resonate with me. Such is the blog of Stellan's mom. Well, Stellan is a 4 month old little guy whose heart is going nuts on him. He is fighting so hard... the blog is a testimony of his family's faith and trust in a sovereign God even when (especially when?) we don't understand any of the whys that surround the situation. I read it and I cry... partially because my heart is breaking for this family and partially because I wonder if my own faith could hold up to something like this. ANYWAY... when you see a little one today, or when God brings him to mind, would you please lift Stellan up in your prayers?


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And I'll leave you with a couple of Wigglet-isms from the past week.

From Grace:

• "Mama? Where's my backpack? 'Cause I'm running away."
• "Beth? Beth? Beth? Daddy calls you Beth. Beth? Beth? Beth?"

And from Josh:

• "Feelings are for girls!"
• After I asked him how his friend liked his new school, he said he didn't know. "I don't ask him about his personal business, Mom! If he wants to talk about it, he'll tell me."

xoxo