It was only last night (or the night before that now) that we were out in jackets, at sunset, going for a nice ride.
Today it snows. Lots of snow. In the drifts at least. I had been inside most of the day. 8 went to help feed and The Goblin Child and I went out to try to convince the horses to go into the barn. They didn’t stay of course. So we jumped at the chance to ride along to pick up the mail. I envisioned a fun jaunt through the drifts out to the mail box and back. Then we’d play outside for awhile.
In reality even the good old blazer had trouble getting going. Then we made it half way out the drive, with the ride going just as I had expected, before plowing into a drift and coming to an abrupt halt. At the top of the hill was a drift as high as the blazer, it’s bottom at least. We got stuck. Snow was backed in tight around the under carriage, it was not budging.
My brave and chivalrous husband walked back to get a tractor.
With the snowblower he dug his way back to us, pulled the blazer home. He and 8 went off to blow more snow while The Goblin Child and I went off to play in the snow. I don’t know how much we got, a foot maybe? It wasn’t too bad of a snow, nothing like our Christmas blizzard.
It was enough though that we cancelled 8’s birthday party. Poor little guy, they were looking forward to the bouncy houses. I think he is just as happy though out in the tractor this morning feeding cows and, probably, moving snow. We’ll try for the bouncy houses again next week.
Just not enough time to write about it all. I’ve been writing lots over on Rusty’s page but this one gets neglected. Between working with and writing about Rusty and my OTHER project I’ve been working on there hasn’t been any more time to write.
That OTHER project? It’s my favorite one right now. I’ve been shouting it out to anyone who will listen, and many who wont 😉 everywhere except here, so I thought I would fix that.
My mom wrote a book. She’s written many, the kids have quite a few that she wrote for them for Christmas and such. The last one though was even better than usual, and they’re always good. I decided something should be done with it and started to work on getting it published. I was going to surprise her with it then discovered that I needed her help to publish her book. Surprise, surprise. So we’ve been working together to get it ready to print and figure out the process. It’s been a really fun project to do together.
This particular book was about our constant attempts to ride to a nearby “mountain”. Somewhere I wrote a blog post about the time we made it as far as the gate at the bottom of the mountain. Fiction is kinder and in the book we make it. Plus some other fun stuff.
She has a facebook page about the book and soon, hopefully, more books. She is working on revamping at least one of the other ones she has written for the kids and some new ones maybe. She’s shy, she would have never made the facebook page for herself, or tried to get a book published so of course she wanted a pen name.
Here are some pictures of our latest attempt at reaching the mountain and a couple of pictures from the book of us actually making it to the mountain.
We got an awesome box in the mail from Grandma for 8’s birthday. They had a blast opening it.
I thought I should share this so if my children ever start showing signs of brain damage everyone can know where to put the blame. Plus they were cute inflicting it upon themselves.
We woke up to forty some degrees this morning. Although it’s cloudy it almost feels hot out. All our snow melted overnight, almost, leaving lots of mud. When 8 disappeared out the door in just a diaper and boots we didn’t try to stop him, just added a shirt. And sent his sister out too. They frolicked in the mud and water and wanted to ride Princess Onna. They wore boots and helmets, I think we had all the bases covered right?