Bleh

We woke up in a frozen cloud again this morning, and everyone's mood reflected it.

I could be projecting, but even the bulls looked grumpy to me.

I got everyone up, fed, and wrestled (literally, in one case) onto the school bus, and now I have a profound disinterest in doing anything further.

It has occurred to me, though, that I can actually just . . . give myself a day off. I don't have to go to work today. I mean, I have plenty of work to do at home, but do I HAVE to do it all?

Nope. I am my own boss when I'm at home.

So, I think in the interests of morale--my own--I'm going to do just the necessary things and then watch a stupid movie or something. Any recommendations?

Snapshots: Ice and Stuff

I had no memory of what photos I managed last week, so let's just dive right in and see, shall we?

As yes: The incredible layers of rime that formed on everything when we were in a frozen cloud for two days.

Thanks to that frozen cloud, Wednesday started with a two-our delay for school, so I went ahead and made dinner in the morning, figuring I would be at work later. I just used the leftover lamb chili and topped it with cornbread to make . . . chili pie? Is that what that's called?

I don't know. It came in very handy, though, when the power was out at lunchtime and we were all still home because school ended up being canceled. I just stuck the chili pie on the woodstove to re-heat.

Along with, of course, the inevitable water for tea.

I can actually use my propane cookstove when the power is out--I just light the burners with a match, because the igniters are electric--but this was way easier and didn't require me to open the refrigerator door. Hooray for cooking ahead.

Let's see what else . . .

Ah yes, that day when I filled my oven.

Calabaza, banana muffins and bread, and rice pudding.

All the crispy rice treats I made for Valentine's Day at school.

The cool old confessionals in our church. We don't use these anymore because they're in the (small) sanctuary, so confessions would be too audible to anyone sitting in the pews, but they are pretty.

I went to a birthday party for Poppy's friend yesterday and stood by this chips and dip thing for like an hour before I realized it's supposed to be a cowboy hat.

I FINALLY started some seeds: cabbage, kohlrabi, and a few Stupice tomatoes. The tomatoes, amusingly, were accidentally planted in that container with the purple-rimmed plastic cover that used to contain tomatoes. Well, I thought it was amusing, anyway.

There you have it! My life, snapshotted.