It's COLD and it SNOWED and I feel like being sort of SHOUTY about that today.
I got used to our bitterly cold winter - with snow slowly but surely GOING AWAY in the brief periods of not-freezing weather - (not-freezing here being defined as an entire balmy one or two degrees above freezing) and the winter sun weakly playing off everything and the crunchiness of the ice-covered paths
but now it's SNOWED. UGH.
Disclaimer: I complain (loudly) while knowing others have had a much harder winter than I.
So the Narnia DVD is playing and I can just hear Lucy's anguished crying about Edmund's betrayal over the chorus of hacks and wheezes that have besieged the entire family and it's shaping up to be another flem-y cough-fest of a day. Whee!
Tea all around, I think, and doctor's appointments for tomorrow for everyone.
There's something bitterly ironic in having the entire family come down with the yick - even more so during a snow day, when by all rights they should be outside running around and shouting. It's much harder to work up enthusiasm about school closing when you're sick already.
Last night I called Mom's best friend and told her - it wasn't an easy conversation, but she managed to make me laugh at some recollections she had and put me at ease with her calm and sweetness.
Perhaps an apple cake today? I'd love to make chili, but I'm not sure I can convince B that a trip to the store is a great idea.
You know, with the NOT-PLOWED ROADS and the SNOW and all. Ouch, getting shouty again!
I have been surrounded by a blanket of concern and caring. Thank you, my friends. Thank you so much.