We stayed close to home all weekend, obviously. The warm weather we'd had for several weeks broke this weekend. It snowed on Saturday night into early Sunday, our first real snow of the season. I love snow when I can just stay home. I think we had about an inch, just enough to make everything look pretty. Yesterday, the wind was fierce and icy-cold, the sky a mix of dark clouds and surprising glimpses of sun. It was a tea-and-afghans day. We watched Christmas movies. I took a break from the computer. Today, it's still cold and breezy but the sky is clear and the mountain is sparkling. I may escape for a walk around the yard soon.
Meanwhile, inside, they convalesce. I have them both in the family room - the GB on the couch and the LB on a camp cot - so they can watch TV and keep each other company. I keep remembering things I need to do. Generally, I'm still feeling relaxed, though; the confinement buys me time, if anything. This weekend, the Bear and I did a lot of cooking. We made fresh corn tamales together, and I baked about ten dozen cookies and made two kinds of fudge. I will be donating some to the school's bake sale this week, but we're keeping the rest. The bake sale will be held at the school's art-and-writing open house, an annual extravaganza. The Bear and I completed a project for the LB's teacher, involving hot glue and nylon rope. Our fingertips are blistered but we've done our part.
How are your holiday plans coming along? Are you feeling cool or stressed? I hope this week brings you peace, joy and lots of cookies.