We’re officially ready for whatever the storm brings, or, as ready as we can be. Wood box and wood rack are full, got tons of kindling, put away the outdoor umbrella and wicker chair, packed the house with groceries and bedded down the plants as best we could. We already had candles and full bird feeders, oh and we got some sand for the walkway. We’ve plenty of cocoa and beer. There’s a merry little fire going in the woodstove ahead of even the first flakes. I got a nice fat book from the library and a few movies too.
I love winter. I love the cold and the beautiful snow, I love the dark, and the hush that comes when the snow falls. I love watching the birds at the feeders and the acrobatics of the squirrels. I’m not a fan of icy walkways and all that, I like unbroken bones. I wish we could hole up at home for weeks at a time. We’d read and game and drink cocoa and glogg.
So I’ll be reading Labyrinth of the Spirits; by Carlos Ruiz Zafon while my hubby plays Red, Dead Redemption and my younger 2 kids play some weird mashup of Firefly, Fallout and Skyrim, and my eldest daughter heads to work. (Be safe, Honey!!!) I hope the roads will stay nice until after she gets home. I’m supposed to run a Harry Potter ornament making workshop Monday but I could do with a snow day. We probably won’t get anything like that, the kids will go to school, my hubby and I will go to work. Ah well, it can’t all be skittles and beer.



