So if you live on the Eastern seaboard, you all know that it’s been a pretty harrowing week weather-wise. Locally, we had abour 26″ of snow dumped on us on Saturday, and that snow hasn’t gone anywhere since it’s been below freezing since then.

David’s school was closed yesterday, and now, today and tomorrow as well. All because the township couldn’t get their act together and plow the damn roads. We live in Jersey, people!  Not NC or SC. This should be a piece of cake.

So now that David’s winter two week break has morphed into the f-o-r-e-v-e-r break, I am a little jealous… I have no days off in the next two weeks (except for Christmas and New Years Day). It’s the year end madness at my work, and the downside of working at home for a company that is revenue-driven and December-is-last-call-for-every-nickel is NO SNOW DAYS.

So for all of you that are enjoying the winter weather around here, have some fun outside for me. For my southern friends, and my West Coast buddies, here’s what two feet of snow looks like. lol.

Well, the sickness finally caught up to David. It’s been nearly 3 years since he had even a whisper of a fever (he rarely gets sick, pretty amazing for a 5 year old).

On Saturday morning he was sporting a 102.5 degree fever, which pretty much carried through the whole weekend. He played the role too… camped out on the recliner, drinking fluids only (begging for a special treat of soda) and lamenting that his head hurt too much to play his Nintendo DS. (That’s when we knew he wasn’t joking, lol).

Lucky for him, we had a boatload of snow last night, so instead of being off sick from school for the first time, he is off with all the other kids in our area for a snow day.

S. had to leave for work at the crack of dawn, used the snowblower to clear the driveway before he left, but 30 minutes after the snow was still coming down. I would guess about a foot total, but perhaps more… it was so windy overnight the snow kinda drifted everywhere.

David begged me to suit him up so he could play (for a very short time while I shoveled the bottom of the driveway after the plow trucks plowed us in). He wasn’t out there five minutes when he shouted shoveling skills to me,

“Mommy, that’s too much snow. You can’t lift that!”
“Mommy, you’re doing it wrong!”
“Mommy, wait for Daddy to come home. He will do it better.”

aha, yes. That was the best idea ever. Fortunately, a wonderful man-neighbor saw me digging out, and came over to finish what I started.

So… except for the unusually flushed cheeks (as documented above), David’s feeling a lot better today.

And I got in my workout.