Thursday, November 18, 2010

Winter is here in full force.

8:40 a.m.: I am alone in a quiet living room. Cody and Jamie are playing happily in their room. Micah is sleeping in his, or at least, I don't hear any sounds from him. Outside the snow is falling rapidly; some straight down, and some cutting across diagonally in different directions. I came in about 15 minutes ago from my first taste of a true wintertime feeding of the horses. We are currently under a snowfall warning, but this time it looks like the report will be accurate. I'm glad I don't have to go anywhere today, but Mike does. Two separate highway excursions; one about 40 minutes west of here, and one about 40 minutes east of here. I hope the roads don't get too bad, but the winds are supposed to be gusting up to 50 km/hr today. Gross. I have to say though, from inside a cozy house, it is quite pretty to watch. All we're missing is a Christmas tree and some Christmas music...and maybe some warm baking. I will possibly attempt to bake buns today. In fact, that is what I should be prepping right now.

11:32 a.m: A full-fledged snowstorm is pummelling us now and the yard is hazy from all the white. The flakes are smaller than before, with more of a look of falling powder. The wind has picked up, and the highway reports are already showing poor visibility all over the southwestern part of the province. I wonder whether Mike will be making his afternoon trip to the dentist or not. I kind of hope he'll come home for the afternoon and decide not to go after all.

Micah is standing beside me having a massive tantrum because I am not holding him. I am sure it sounds mean, but I have been cuddling with him lots today and I just need a few minutes to myself. The nerves can only take so much of being screamed at per day. He is not technically screaming, but it is a very loud and angry cry. Sheesh. I can't help but feel sorry for him.

As for my buns, I took the plunge, but I miscalculated. My dough is rising in the kitchen and is nearly ready to shape into buns. The problem? After that it has to rise another hour and a half before I bake them. I was planning to make a chicken for supper, which would need to go in the oven at 1 p.m. That is when I will need to be baking my buns. Hm. I'm not much of an expert in bun-making, so I don't know whether it's okay to just let the buns sit on the pans all afternoon while the chicken cooks, or not. Hm. Maybe I can sneak them in the oven before the chicken. I don't know. Guess I have to sign off again for the moment to put out the fire in my baby's fragile psyche.

1:51 p.m: The dishwasher is running in the kitchen. It's a sound I have grown to love. I find it comforting. Our dishwasher is on the loud side, but what I am hearing is mainly water sloshing around, reminding me that yes, I have accomplished something today. It is the second load I have run, so at the very least I have done two loads of dishes. (Those weren't just sitting in a pile waiting to be done, either. They were dishes used today.) But that is not all I have done. I just folded a basket of laundry and tidied up the living room, plus I now have my first pan of buns in the oven. Let's hope they turn out well. I have also fed the masses two meals so far, and one for the horses too. I shouldn't be sitting because there is still much cleaning to be done, but I am taking a break while it is quiet in here once again. The boys are playing nicely downstairs and Micah is napping peacefully in his room. An unusual bonus for me is the fact that Mike is on his way home. He has a dentist appointment this afternoon, but is coming home first. On the other hand, upon looking at the clock I don't think he'll be home more than twenty minutes before he has to head out again. Dang. I thought I might have him here for an hour or so. Hm. Now I'm feeling a little bit sad. I think I might have heard him pull up just now. I'm going to sign off. Hopefully the rest of the day will be uneventful. I intend to make a lasagna for supper, as I missed the timing for the chicken. I'm off. And here's Mike!

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