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Here is the current view of our back deck:

(Note visibly unhappy cat footprints.)

Things are largely unchanged from last Friday, the one day it actually snowed. Record cold temperatures have kept everything around, and now there’s the complicating matter of roads melting somewhat during the day then freezing and become slick at night. The city isn’t salting or plowing because of budget/road damage/environmental concerns, so the only thing to do, it seems, is wait it out.

Did I mention the schools are all closed again today? And the kids haven’t been in school since last Thursday? And before that they had Thanksgiving week off? And starting on the 23rd, they’re home until January 6th?

Everyone’s going a little stir crazy, is what I’m saying. There’s been some of this:

And a lot of this:

But yeah, this soooooooooooooooooooooort of stopped being a fun change of pace a few days ago.

If you have suggestions for activities, distractions, or projects that don’t involve glitter, I would LOVE to hear them. At this rate, I’m not sure anyone will be leaving the house until 2014.

It’s rare that it snows in the Pacific Northwest — even more rare are the frigid temperatures we’ve had the last couple days (-9 last night, the second coldest day on record) — so the kids were pretty much out of their minds with joy when they woke up Friday morning to a transformed neighborhood. The snow is as fluffy as talcum powder and makes a shitty snowman, but they’ve been out in it as long as their bodies can stand the chill, then returning inside for stove-side blanket warming and hot chocolate. In between, we’ve watched lots of movies, ventured out to get our tree, and had more than our fair share of cabin-fever related meltdowns, and it’s felt very Christmassy and perfect, down to the crawling desire not to spend ONE MORE GODDAMNED SECOND with your family, whom you love very much. You know what I mean? You know what I mean.

(Did I say shitty snowman? I meant incredibly awkward snowman, unless you see the bust of Darth Vader emerging from the ground, in which case it’s an incredibly awesome snowman.)

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