I feel like I am living in the middle of a snow globe at the moment. And Telfer's gone this week at a conference in a sunny locale. He said this morning he felt guilty sending me photographs of palm trees. As well he should. A snow day with a 16-month old isn't exactly restful.
Here's how we are coping:
Of course I made soup. We are really into this potato-leek soup.
Henry still needs to go outside twice a day, no matter the weather. This is our street at about 7:30 this morning. The snow was so beautiful and the wind hadn't kicked up yet. I hate wind. I got my fill of it growing up in the Tri-Cities. Henry has learned to do his business in the snow and for that I am grateful. We decided to make the trek to our favorite bagel place. We were literally the only customers. The lack of people on the street was absolutely eery.
The librarian in me decided to pull out every book we had on snow and read it to Cate after she woke up from her morning nap. I was definitely more into it then she was…
Then the mailperson brought me my latest Indiespensable box from Powell's Books. I have been subscribing for about a year. Every six or eight weeks they send you a box with a featured title, this month is Shadow Tag by Louise Erdrich (signed, in a slipcover) as well as varying surprise gifts. This month I felt very lucky: a galley of the new Lionel Shriver novel, a red Powell's journal and a box of treats from a local Portland bakery. Words cannot describe how much I love this program. I view it as an investment [picture Telfer snorting].