… “They” forecast 3″ – 7” of snow for us … then changed their minds to less than an inch.
We ended up with about a foot.
… I have lost one camera battery and Otis’ squeaky turkey in the snow. Much to Otis’ glee, we were able to find the toy by stomping around the driveway until we stepped on something that sounded like a squeaky turkey.
The jury is still out on whether I will be successful in finding the camera battery.
… I did lose Otis one morning. I found him when I sat on the couch.
… I got hit with a horrible flu bug. Thought I was gonna die. One minute I am checking the doneness of my pumpkin bread, the next minute I am spending the afternoon huddled in a ball – a hot / cold / sweaty mess of gross ~ on the bathroom floor.
… The sound of the snow sliding off the roofs gets Roxy’s undies in a bundle.
During all trying times, such as wind storms, thunderstorms, gunshots and the sound of clumps of snow dropping from the sky, I make Roxy a nest in the closet and turn the radio on in the bedroom. That is her safe place and the radio, hopefully, covers up some of the sounds she doesn’t like.
Roxy is a fan of ’80’s country music … just like her mom.
… Randy and I tried out a new grocery store ~ Super 1 Foods in Rathdrum. Where the pineapples are miniature …
… But the doughnuts are Texas-sized.
Super 1 Foods will now be my grocery store of choice. There is a rumor that a new store is going to be built un Oldtown … I hope that is a truism!