Oyi, this is so stinkin' ridiculous! I wanted to blog every day so that I could get a good account of the day's stories and treasures and instead this post is just going to be a very dull list of happenings because I don't have the time or energy to write the details. But it's better than nothing, and sometimes better than nothing is all we can manage.
The Mindy Gledhill concert did get cancelled. At 4 pm. Ridiculous. They could have cancelled just as easily at noon in my opinion. All schools got let out early, a St Helens bus back-end still slid off the road and Dominique came from Rainier as soon as school got out to make it to our house for the concert that night before the roads got too bad. Still had to watch them clean up an accident that involved some lady sliding into a telephone pole, bringing it down with the wires and climbing out with a possible broken arm. We should have known it was going to get too bad for the concert to go on. All before 4, when the official word got out.
Dominique already had plans to stay the night with us because the concert would get out so late she was going to drive to school in the morning. She ended up staying even without the concert because the roads were such a mess.
Friday there was no school and we made the trek up to The Barnes' to do some pretty awesome sledding. Steven got some tubes from Les Schwab before making our way up there and they are the best ever for steep hills! Dominique went with us and it was so much fun having her there. Afterwards we had grilled cheese, hot chocolate and cinnamon rolls. I had made the cinnamon rolls earlier that morning because everyone know it can't snow without them. Tamera made grilled cheese and it was amazing. Probably especially because the last grilled cheese I had was one that I had made and I can't make them to save my life. It was burnt and the cheese was hardly warm in the middle. Even after slathering the bread in butter and covering the pan with a lid. It is definitely a talent, making grilled cheese.
We went down to Muchas for dinner and then to a movie in the big car. Saving Mr. Banks. It was a little dry for my taste but it was nice to have everyone together a little longer. Add to the fact that I have never seen Mary Poppins.
Saturday came and the forecast predicted freezing rain during the evening. Dominique left in the morning with chains on her car when it first started snowing and it snowed all day again. Church was cancelled for Sunday and school was cancelled for Monday. Alaska's music class sent out an e-mail announcing cancellation and the doctor's office called and cancelled my doctor appointment. More out of the fact that the doctor was delivering a baby in Portland than about the weather, but partially about the weather because it would take him too long to get back to the clinic to make any of his later appointments. It was a relief. I had tried to take Steven dry boots and socks that morning and had slid around the parking lot of the complex before turning in the round-about and getting back in my spot. I didn't make it to him and wasn't really looking forward to trying again, even though it would be the in the afternoon instead of the morning.
I didn't really mind being stuck inside for so many days. It was almost a relief to know that I didn't have to go anywhere. On Sunday, Steven was feeling a little cabin fever even though he had been going to work each day. I was content to stay home, and actually would have preferred it, but he wanted to go somewhere. Either my parents house or his parents house. We opted for mine since we had just been up to his. We weren't sure what the roads were going to be like and whether Nicolai would have even have been plowed. But we took our chances and off we went, complete with all our snow gear.
Nicolai had been plowed, though Tide Creek had not. Bishop Creek hadn't been touched but once we got to the four-way stop we took a little drive up Tide Creek just to see if we could make it up the hill. We did and Steven decided we could probably make it down Bishop Creek, as well. My mom had started walking to meet us at the Shiloh Basin church and we met her half-way. I got out to walk with her and Steven parked at the bottom of the driveway with Alaska. We all hiked up the driveway together, Alaska being carried since her boots weren't tall enough to keep the snow from falling in. I always forget how much I make her walk, until she has to be carried. From when she could first walk I always let her walk into the store and into the house, never do I carry her unless she doesn't have shoes.
Tuesday was a full day. Alaska and I left for Hillsboro in the morning to go to Winco and Old Navy. We needed groceries and I needed some maternity clothes. We made it to my re-scheduled doctor appointment at 2:15 and then went with my parents into John's basketball game in Portland. We didn't get back home until 8:30.
Yesterday started out rather slow. Alaska was super tired after her late night but I thought 10:00 was too early to put her down for a nap. 12:00 rolled around I knew that I should have just followed my instincts instead of my logic. She was so wound up that she couldn't fall asleep for another hour after I put her down. When she got up we made some treats for the young women for Sunday (valentine ones) and put dinner together while reading stories. Steven called and said he wouldn't be home in time with the car for me to get to mutual and I freaked out. But only for a minute and then I calmed down and it was fine. Alaska and I had already eaten dinner, so it wasn't like we were waiting for him. We read some more books and snuggled a little before I put her down for an early bedtime for 7:30. She was exhausted and fell right asleep. I spent the rest of the evening picking up the house and doing some cleaning that I can't do with her around because she likes to spray the cleaner so much it's hard to tell her when enough is too much. I was just barely winding down and getting bored when Steven came home and we chattered away while he took a shower, me sitting on the toilet seat like we used to do when it was just the two of us.
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