17 Days and Counting!

On the scale of grown-up-ness, it was a fairly lazy weekend. We did manage a grocery shop and the kids' social calendars were full Friday night to Sunday afternoon. 

I think I redeemed myself yesterday. It turned out to be an understated St. Patrick's Day. 

There was a cupcake attempt. The icing was a hit, but the cupcakes themselves are dense little pucks. No one seems to be complaining, though. I've packed all my icing equipment, including the 'green' as The Boy put it. He was a little put out that there was no green pancakes or green waffles or green eggs this year. 

It was an accomplished St. Patrick's Day here in the A household. A clean house, top to bottom. School work was pulled out and science, math and Rick Mercer were all revisited. Rick counts in the categories of Canadian Government, current events or social issues. Take your pick. Actual packing of The Girl Child's belongings occurred. She's been actively avoiding it. People ate on schedule and dinner wasn't out of a box. 

Ok, so it looks a little underwhelming when I type it out like that. But really, things where happening yesterday! There was focus and direction. People felt accomplished; I checked. 

I'm going to try to pull off another accomplished day today. Wish me luck. If we can count on anything around here, it's inconsistency. And I'll be working with an abbreviated schedule as The Girl and I will be off to the big city (an hour up the road) for her weekly fencing practice. 

Aaannndd it seems I will be caffeine challenged. We're out of anything I prefer. I'm usually not very picky when it comes to coffee. But there's one kind we have on hand that Mr. A likes but it certainly is not to my liking. And I missed the memo telling me we were out of the other acceptable stuff. 

♥Mrs. A.

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Perhaps I Am Mistaken...

My title earlier this week, 'As Spring Approaches...' might have been a little wrong. Or, if I had really meant it in an eye-rolling, facetious way, maybe I'm spot on.

Just after clearing all Thursday's snow, we were given a small glimmer of hope. The snow became wet and driveways and roofs were clear and wet and everything was dripping and running with meltwater. 

And now this. 

And this, too. 

I'm sure this is all my fault. I decided to move house in 3 weeks less a day. I decided to reshingle a roof and open a pool before the end of April. So of course, it becomes an issue of Be Careful What You Wish For. Or maybe If You Want To Make God Laugh, Tell Him Your Plans is better suited here. 

There is hope, though. There always is. Friends announced their intention of getting their sugaring operations set up this weekend. That can only mean that the sap will start running shortly. And soon after that comes mud! I mean Spring!

Or, it could just start to snow harder, too. 

 

♥Mrs. A.

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As Spring Approaches...

There it is. 'Spring Approaching'. The 10 - 15cm (4-6in) of snow they called for turned into double that amount in my driveway. Then, instead of the nice -1C (30F) it was yesterday morning, it was -18C (really cold F) this morning while I was shoveling. I had to wear snow pants. While men wielding snowblowers worked on the driveways around me. 

Packing continues. Last night I bridged the major obstacle of Packing The Girl Child's Things. We packed up her books. I find books easy to start with as they require no fancy packing methods. The Boy and I packed up more in his room and I packed more kitchen things. 

The Girl Child finishes up the classroom component of Driver's Ed today. That means the actual driving portion of things will begin in short order. She drives with an instructor for a while. I think Mr. A is still coming around to the idea that she may be driving the family car soon. 

Today I will pack some more. I will collect The Girl and take her to her job. I will chauffeur The Boy to his music lesson. Hopefully I will not have to shovel anymore. 

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