2010 is quickly becoming very monotonous.

All snow, all the time.

We just had all the roads, driveways and pathways cleared after the holiday (as yet unmelted) snow, when we got 5 more inches dumped on us throughout the afternoon and evening yesterday.

The kids had been back in school a mere 2 days, and now school is cancelled for today.  We got the news yesterday evening, and, of course, Anthony immediately had plans with his crew for a celebratory overnighter.  Of course, I delegated the drive through the snow to deliver him to his friend’s house to none other than the hubby.

Sebastian, Snacky and I stayed in (not like we had a choice) and watched the KU men barely beat a tough Cornell team last night (thank you, Sherron Collins, for a seriously POY, game-saving performance !), and marvelled that the Fieldhouse was packed even in the midst of our mini-blizzard.  In attendance at the game was none other than daughter Quent, who’s been pushing the mini-van around town like a tank.  Because a little (or a lot) of snow isn’t going to stop her from doing exactly what she wants to do.

Just like her mama!  Remember my resolve in digging out the day after Christmas, to get to the gym?  Ditto today, folks.  After all, the snow has stopped and the sun is out — warming us up to a balmy 7 degrees.  I see no reason to sit around.  And the hubby just so happens to be working at home, so guess who’s going to help?  I’m sure you’re guessing correctly.

In fact, he’s out there shovelling as I write.  Guess I better go help?

To Be Continued. . .