I'm Dreaming Of A White Easter.
It's me again . . . it's snowing again. Thought we'd seen the last of it a couple of weeks back - even the gophers were up and frolicking. But hey, this is Alberta . . . give it 5 minutes. Last night was all calm . . . this morning we had 2 feet of snow. All very pretty, but enough already!
Other than doing a very impressive Christmas card impression, all is calm on the Western front. The good ship Bert remains in dock . . . alas, no blogging. Pouting ? Probably. (The banter of the Tranmere Rovers chatroom was his vision for this blog. But no. Slapped wrists all round!) He was in court recently after being tracked down and fined for having an out-of-date driving licence (!) but has payed his $180 fine and is no longer public enemy number 1. Maybe you'll hear from him if he has a burst of enthusiasm in the spring - which we'll be eagerly anticipating around June.
The kids are well. It's report card time. Jack needs to work on self-control and paying attention (I know - Jack!!!! - popping out of his shell a bit too exuberantly, perhaps?) Hannah is 'vivacious' but evidently has more self-control than Jack . . . who knew? They have both been offered places at Pensby - hooray!
Other than doing a very impressive Christmas card impression, all is calm on the Western front. The good ship Bert remains in dock . . . alas, no blogging. Pouting ? Probably. (The banter of the Tranmere Rovers chatroom was his vision for this blog. But no. Slapped wrists all round!) He was in court recently after being tracked down and fined for having an out-of-date driving licence (!) but has payed his $180 fine and is no longer public enemy number 1. Maybe you'll hear from him if he has a burst of enthusiasm in the spring - which we'll be eagerly anticipating around June.
The kids are well. It's report card time. Jack needs to work on self-control and paying attention (I know - Jack!!!! - popping out of his shell a bit too exuberantly, perhaps?) Hannah is 'vivacious' but evidently has more self-control than Jack . . . who knew? They have both been offered places at Pensby - hooray!
El is recovering from a major dose of 'strep throat', is volunteering at an animal sanctuary, and has displayed some entrepreneurial flair by setting up a dog walking business - $5 per hour. She roped in Hannah, Jack and our neighbour Alannah and has about 10 clients!
Katie is in high demand for babysitting, has bought herself a laptop and tickets for The Killers, and her bank book is groaning under the strain of frequent deposits. She objects - strongly - to Hannah trying to kiss her (prompting, obviously, more displays of sisterly affection from H) and so we can conclude that she is a perfectly normal teenager. Tomorrow she is attempting to buy tickets to the Leeds festival. She has her father's taste in music.
Not much happening on the entertainment front, school ski trips and curling aside. We were tempted by the ice-fishing championship but it was minus 35. We were sad to have missed the antler measuring event, but lacked the necessary spoils of hunting. Jack had a bit of excitement when he saw a wolf on the golf course . . . bless, we thought, such a vivid imagination. Our little expert on all things animal was not to be swayed and sought out local opinion . . . which was that, yes, wolves had been spotted in High River and, yes, his description did match that of a wolf! Gulp!
On that note, I'm off to check on the well-being of my children . . . the snow fort they are building is no match for a big, bad wolf!
Sending love and hugs and hoping the Easter Bunny remembers you,
Nicki and the tribe xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
