Heavy, wet snow!

I woke up this morning to a decent coating of heavy, wet snow, perfect for snowmen and snowballs, and winter at its finest. Oddly, it was in the 70's earlier last week. Sure can't get consistency down here--the seasons have minds of their own!

Skye was seen at the clinic twice this past week with a scarlet-fever like rash, but no other symptoms of strep than a wicked cough and runny nose. After the second visit, where the rash was worse and the cough was too they decided to treat her with penicillin and she is doing much better. When the child is content to sit for hours and watch blues clues or wonder pets without complaint, fever or not, one knows she isn't feeling well.

Our Super Bowl weekend has been interrupted by Eric needing to work a mandatory OT shift, naturally overnight last night, which threw a wrench into all our plans. Aurora had a home tournament this weekend so he bookended his shifts by being at the bowling alley, and he is currently running on only two one hour naps. It's not that we had major weekend plans, but we did have a few that this has cut into. I could really care less Bout the game, and Beyonce means nothing to me musically or otherwise, but I will watch the commercials and the hoopla attendant on this American sports holiday... At least it's only one day, unlike the World Series, which lasts forever or so it seems... No, I am not a big sports fan.

I am truthfully in awe that it is already February. January seemed to drag through much of the month, then wham, it was over! I started, and am nearly finished with the wingspan shawl I wanted to make, simply because it is so mindless to do; the perfect project for meditation, prayer, and thinking my thoughts. I took my sewing machine in for a good cleaning and servicing and am lost right now without it. Reimond has a pair of jeans that need mending that I promised to do, and after he carried it for me into the shop, so he knew it was gone, he asked me about doing them, I said yes, and we both looked confused and laughed in realizing why I can't do them right now...

Reimond is in his final semester of high school and so far (fingers crossed) he is doing awesome. He is on track for graduation, and I am so proud. My mom, on the other hand isn't doing so well, and this week has been concerning for me. She went in to the clinic for a bad cough, and in the process, asked about her swollen ankles (Kristi said they were almost as big as her thighs). They ran an EKG and some other tests, and while she isn't in atrial fibrillation, she does have atrial flutter, and there is a concern for blood clots. They have put her on a blood thinner to lower that risk, and she sees a cardiology electro physiologist on the 7th. Prayers are appreciated, and I believe in their power.

Liisa is really sad today too because her puppy SweetTea has hives really badly and is miserable. No ideas of what has caused they, but my brother Erik has her giving the pup Benadryl every 4 hours to make her feel some better, and it looks like a trip to the vet may be necessary for cortisone shots tomorrow if things don't settle down soon.

Reimond needs help with the printer, so I am off.