It got cold again. The weather is very strange. February was warm and March has been cold.
I moved Pax's bed to a sunny spot. It worked.
We got an electronic drum kit and started playing Rock Band again after lo these many years.
I have been enjoying it quite a bit.
I continued to eat super healthy. I also continued to obsess over foods I couldn't have.
I also hit an anxiety patch...I'm not sure if the dietary change had much to do with that but it did make things more complex.
We got going on the seeds and the greenhouse.
Megan and mom have done nearly all of it.
I miss being in charge of it but they are doing a great job.
Megan has been hale and hearty and experimental.
She digs the drums!
Kiernan had a bunch of sick days and even a Doctors visit. I took him with me to work and on errands. Here we are at Southern States to pick up a fruit tree and to stare longingly at the chicks and ducklings.
Kiernan has 20/20 vision. I wonder how long that will last.
Megan went to a classmates birthday party. They are hugging in the above picture.
This boys mom is amazing. She took the entire Pre-K class bowling and fed them pizza and cake to boot.
I went to see a very excellent Mrs. Scearce for her birthday.
While there I admired her seedlings and green house and thought longing thoughts about warmth and fresh tomatoes.
Also while there I retrieved our bed spread that I have been missing.
I left it at Scearce's a long time ago for a Kathryn visit and never remembered to get it back but now we have it again. It is the only spread that fits on our bed right. Mom got it for us just after we got the bed just after we got married. I felt this amazing comfort to have it again.
I took several pictures of it.
Ha
We got some real snow finally. The dog was super excited.
I was too because it meant we got to spend Pi day off of work and school and eating and playing together.
David made us blueberry and Cherry pie for breakfast.
Then while I cleaned off the cars he did the entire driveway.
He is amazing.
Then we soaked in the hot tub in the snow and felt very pleased with the world.
I used the day to putter about finishing chores that I'd let slide previously.
I cleaned out the turtle tank that was smelling pretty rank.
I took Kiernan to the big sledding hill by his school.
It was so windy that he flew his toboggan up the hill like a kite. That is him on the ridge line.
By the end of the day mom had added a quiche and I had added a chicken pot pie to the mix.
We also calculated pie on the drum heads and chair (saddle).
I cleaned a bit and arraigned some of my air plants in cool ways.
We were busy at work and have added another new person.
I am feeling a little discouraged about my work performance. It is not helping my anxiety.
David and I took last Friday off. We left early in the morning for a 7-8 hour drive to Vermont.
Last years Killington trip was so nice that I wanted to do something special again this year. I am hoping to make birthday trips a permanent feature of our lives.
It clutters nothing with extra stuff and a little time alone with each other is really very nice.
We drove and drove and after 4 hours switched drivers and drove some more. We stopped in Albany (NY) for a good Indian buffet for lunch (our new St. Patrick's day tradition?).
It was fancy and delicious.
Then we pressed on to the Blueberry Hill Inn.
Google sent us on some very slushy dirt roads to get there. 13 miles of dirt roads...in the slush and mud...with the heart pounding...
so much boo.
Then we got there and it was wonderful.
Someone had enclosed the house and the buildings behind it with a further structure so that what might have once been a step out the back door became a walk down a sunny brick floored hallway full of beautiful plants. The jasmine was blooming and I took a very deep breath and calmed way down.
We crossed the road to the recreation center and picked up some snow shoes.
The plan was to do some cross country skiing but they said the new snow wasn't packed down and that the snowshoeing would be better.
So we got some of those instead.
Then back to our rooms past the wonderful jasmine and then out back to the sauna.
We were the only guests that weekend and they asked us on the phone what time we wanted to use the sauna. Then several hours earlier someone had filled the stove with logs and let it heat up for us.
It was hot!
It was great. There is me post sauna bake, all mellow and melted.
I walked back in David's foot steps through knee high to thigh high snow and steamed all the while.
When we got back they gave us a cheese board and a fire and a big fuzzy dog to pet.
Then an outstanding vegetarian meal. I am now attempting to recreate the roasted cauliflower and leek soup shown above.
The sun set and we called the kids and watched the world get dark and talked about books and the trip and the food and how neither of us had any idea how to snowshoe.
Snow shoeing is actually not that hard. They are very light and there is a claw thing under the ball of your foot that keeps you from sliding back and it works very well.
Long ago, just after we were married, we saw this cool article about skiing inn to inn along the Catamount Trail. It looked like something we would enjoy doing but the price put us right off that idea.
This year to celebrate David's lucky 42 we did one inn and some parts of section 15 on the Catamount trail.
The inn is on the Moosalamoo National Recreation Area so we had miles of silent snowy woods to explore (some of them with Remmy the big scruffy trail dog) and then piles of fresh cookies to return to.
After we finished our not insignifcant snowshoe hike we checked out and headed south.
Our plan had been to drive part way home and then stop for a cheaper evening of takeout and mtv but the weather turned gross and we decided not to get snowed in in New York and to save a few dollars. We drove all the way home.
We surprised the heck out of the kids (it was heart warming to say the least to see how happy they were to see us).
Then we had a whole day to recover from the trip and tackle the laundry and go out to eat with the kids.
We had italian and I dressed up and felt fancy.
We also got some extra snow to convince us that driving on Sunday would have sucked.
It was pretty though.
Thank you to the Blueberry Hill Inn!
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