March Came In Like An Angry Lion

We are stuck in the house again.  Sunday afternoon was a little rainy, and that rain turned into pouring rain.  Then the pouring rain turned into pouring ice.  The ice mounded up, and snow fell on top of the ice.  And all of life as we know it came to a standstill.  We got the "real snow" I was whining about.  No church, no school, no work.  Even the mall was closed.

My brother, sis-in-law, and nephew had been visiting us for the weekend, so we hurried them out the door and hunkered down.  Thankfully, our power has stayed on, so we have enjoyed our 2-day winter vacation.  I will not enjoy it when the school district starts taking away Spring Break or adding days to the end of the year. 

We dug our high-tech sled out of the garage and spent the afternoon trying to kill ourselves.  I crashed into the house and the deck stairs about 8 out of the 10 times I took a turn. The right side of my backside is not feeling so well.  The boy smashed onto the concrete patio, and he may have to replace our wooden fence.

 

 

Is it obvious why he's a soccer player and not an Olympic bobsledder?  We took our dog on a few rides, too.  Well... we tried. 

I also tried to upload the video of me sledding with the dog, but the computer-internet is not cooperating.  What a shame.  I'll just tell you the dog jumped ship about halfway down the hill.

 

 

We are hoping to chip our way out by tomorrow.  Being stuck at home with my people is fun, but after about 5 hours, they start to eat up all the food.  I also can't afford any more injuries.