Yep, we've been blasted by the Nor'easter of 2006. So far we have about 8 inches out there, and they are expecting and predicting another 5 or so. I don't mind, really, I don't. It has been the mildest of winters here, hardly a flake in sight for weeks on end. So, I really think this was just a make-up event. Of enormous proportions! But let's face it, all of the flakes have been waiting patiently to fall. Housed up there, behind the clouds just hanging out, waiting for the call from 'ole mother nature to drop on down for a visit. She called today - for sure! It is pretty, but so windy it's hard to enjoy the way one would a normal Sunday snow storm - you know, sledding, snowmen, snowball fights ... the works. The kids were out for about 30 minutes. That was the longest they could stand the wind. They tromped in all red-cheeked, and winded looking to play knee hockey in the basement with the neighborhood friends. As is the case most days here, this house swells with little people playing. They dart from activity to activity, floor to floor. Right now, the knee hockey game is paused for a commercial break of PS2 hockey. 5 kids right now, huddled together by the tv for the next 10 minutes until the next idea explodes in their heads for the next fun activity. :o) It can be loud, and certainly high energy, but for the most part they are great friends. Sure, spirits test one another, and sport competitions glitter the air. Sometimes there is tension, but for the most part, there is laughter, and little people chitter. K is the only gal right now. One little gal is still too young next door, but she'll be there soon enough. K has no idea how lucky she is. :o)
So for the last two days, we have hunkered down in the house. Fires lit, food cooking, blankets on with warm fuzzy sweats, and socks covering us. The Olympics have begun, and for me, the non-tv watcher in the family, I can be found glued to the set catching up, cheering, emotionally tied to the "kids" that are there. FOr me, *this* is sports. The love of the game, the love of the journey, the pinnacle of sports. Olympics. EIther one, winter or summer - it is 2 weeks of tv for me. Love it. And this weekend, it was guilt free with the weather, and the anticipation of the events. Ahhhhhhh ..... delicious! :o) It makes no difference what the event is, either. I watch them all.
Oh, and I've posted some photos, and they definitely need some help getting in better position. I am hoping my friend Kim, oh ever-gifted phenom on the computer will have mercy on my inability with these techie things, and guide me. ;o)
Enjoy, and I promise to get better at getting them up more often.
off to watch a game or two ..... :o)
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