Everyone was excited yesterday. Playing in the snow, cooking up all their best winter goodies. It was fun. But like a visitor whose welcome is worn out, it's time for it to go.
The roads are like ice rinks. Some poor people have been stuck on the interstates since yesterday. When the salt trucks finally make their way to where they're needed, they crash into the medians themselves. I feel sorry for anyone who is out trying to make their way to work or wherever else they must go.
I also feel sorry for me. I DO NOT WANT TO BE STUCK IN THE HOUSE ALL DAY AGAIN TODAY. I cooked more yesterday than I did in all of 2010. I went to bed at 8 o'clock. I was exhausted.
Ross drives a big truck with four-wheel drive and went and picked up a couple of Cam's friends and Joseph's girlfriend. Cam rode the four-wheeler and picked up Joseph. This was my garage after they all came in from playing outside.
Ain't they sweet? They really were. I asked all of them to wear extra clothes so that they could take off their wet clothes before coming inside.
Jeff has a big project coming up this weekend, so he was glued to the computer all day yesterday and didn't get to come out much. Here's a pic of my sweet men and Joseph.
Cabin fever set in about 2 o'clock and I had to get out again. I took a walk and then got Cam to take me for a four-wheeler ride. The scenery was beautiful.
My street sign.
Home sweet home.
Little flowers (or weeds) through the snow.
Tree coated with ice. I'm amazed we didn't have trees snapping because they all had a nice layer of ice on their branches.
This is the rose bush that MaMa Kimball gave me a clipping of. I rooted it many years ago. Her bush was a gift from PaPa's mother when they got married. Now, a piece of it blooms in my yard. I almost think it's prettier in the wintertime than the summer.