First Snow

It ain't much, but it's the first snow of '09. Somebody was happy about it.

Alberta Clipper

I love weather guys (and gals). They're such a hoot. As of this morning's newscast, today's Alberta Clipper was forecast to pass swiftly to our north (way way to our north). We were supposed to get a dusting of snow, if any snow at all. Six hours after it started, and four-plus inches later, it's still snowing. And to our north?...nada. Not that I'm complaining; I like a little snow, and this will be gone in no time (except they're calling for more over the next few next days: I don't believe it).

Update: We wound up with 4.5 inches.

Snow?

What job can you have where you get paid thousands of dollars, can be on TV, always be wrong, and never get fired? That's right: Weatherman. Here's pictures of our rainy Sunday afternoon. The chickens enjoyed it until the "rain" got to around three inches deep; that's when they headed inside. I really can't believe that people are getting all worked up into a panic over warnings of 'global warming' when these warnings are coming from the same people and their "computer models" that tell us it's going to rain an hour before it snows three inches. Yeah, yeah, I know it only takes a degree or two, to make the difference, but isn't that what global warming is all about? a global warming of a degree or two?

Nugget and his hens:











The back yard:

Our First Measurable Snow

It came very late this year (hurray for Global Warming!--if you believe in that sort of thing; I don't, at least not the man-made kind), and we only got about two inches of snow with a crust of ice on top. It was enough for Tyler to build his mini-snowman, of which he is very proud. He did it all by himself. I know this because he told me how much work it was; several times he told me this. I don't think he's done telling me this.

Anyway, Bekah and Kearsyn are asleep. Tay and Ty are watching TV. I'm breaking all the rules today, regarding TV, mostly because I woke up grumpy. Or, maybe events contributed to the grumpiness shortly after waking up. Kearsyn has been awful all morning. She hasn't eaten anything, and has been crying incessantly, whenever she is awake. Tyler and I had a battle over piano practice, too, which didn't help. Tyler and I are always battling over piano practice. If he weren't so derned good at it, once he stops resisting, I'd give up on it altogether. He keeps telling me he wants to keep playing; he just wants to skip the practicing part.

The reason we're not doing school today is that Vicki, Alex, Connor, and Kenzie are at the March For Life in D.C. I wanted to go, too, but that would have been a mess, with the little'uns. Vicki and the older kids took a bus from our church at 9:30 this a.m. and won't be back until around dinner time. It figures, the first snow we get of the season is the night before all those people are supposed to turn up in D.C. for a pro-life rally. I hope it doesn't deter a big turnout. With the way Congress has turned out, I am afraid we'll have to speak louder than ever for all the unborn people. As it is, too many won't make it past birth. :o(