Thursday night brought us another round of winter. Put together some rain, some freezing rain, and some snow along with some serious winds and you’ve got yourself a bonafide winter storm. Everything was coated in a nice layer of ice on Friday morning. Everything! The storm certainly took a toll on the trees. Branches just couldn’t withstand the weight of the ice and were littered all over yards, roofs, roads…even a few whole trees met an icy death. Half the town lost power and some people went without it for two days. Fleets of electric trucks rolled into town, truck after truck, after truck. It was almost eery, like a small electrical army taking over. Hopefully everyone’s power is back on by now and as I drove around today, people were out and about, busy in their yards chopping down trees, picking up branches and fallen debris, burning brush. Spring is coming. I can feel it. Well, almost.
I was planning to take a few more pictures of the ice, because everything looked so pretty. Seriously like a movie set or something. It reminded me of the ice queen from Narnia, everything dripping with icicles. Unfortunately I ended up having to work until close because someone decided they weren’t going to tell us they were quitting, until 3 hours before their shift. So…Friday afternoon was spent baking and soup making, latte drinking and of course dishes. There are always dishes.
The makings of a Creamy Carrot soup
One of the best lattes I’ve had in a while.
Saturday the fam and I (mom, dad, grandma) headed over to the middle of the state to “baby shower it up” in honor of my cousin Sarah and her pregnant belly. I both proudly and reluctantly won the “guess the melted candy bar in the diaper” game. I wasn’t sure if I should be proud of myself for recognizing and naming all the candy bars, or ashamed . It’s always great to get to hang with my extended family and Saturday was no exception. My cousin is due in about a month, she looks like she’s ready to go any day now. Her and her husband have decided to keep the gender a surprise and also the names they’ve picked out, so everyone’s waiting anxiously for that little one to make an appearance.
I made the baby a little stuffed giraffe. It pretty much took me most of Thursday to make it, but I’m pleased with how it turned out.
On the way home Saturday night my friend Maggie texted me and we decided to head to West Branch to check out it’s annual Art and Wine Walk. We got there about 30 minutes from closing time, so we ran around from shop to shop sampling whatever each place had left to offer and checking out the art work. Maggie has a friend that just opened a bakery/cafe/coffee shop downtown, so we ended the night there. The place is full of artisan breads and pastries. He started loading us up with coffee and baked goods, then cheesecake, chocolate mousse cups, carrots and hummus, bruschetta, paninis, muffins, the list goes on. We each got to come home with boxes of treats and a loaf of bread. It was a whirlwind of a night, but so much fun to get out and do something out of the ordinary.
This morning I woke up, made myself an egg, toasted some of the bread from last night, added a couple avocado slices and a few dashes of hot sauce…delish. Then I proceeded to go back to bed. I spent most of this day being lazy, but I did manage to clean up my sewing mess, go get some supplies from my dad’s scrap wood piles to make a clothing rack, and eat a Big Mac. Yep, that’s right, I ate a Big Mac today. I think it’s been at least 4 years since I’ve had a Big Mac, if not longer. For some reason it just sounded good. It wasn’t. It’ll probably be at least another 4 years before I forget that it wasn’t good and try another one.
Well that’s it for this weekend. Time for me to get back under those blankets and enjoy the down comforter while I can!