Weekend Fun

This past weekend - family day weekend for those of us in Alberta - we worked on Eric and Becky's wedding gift some more. They've been married for a few years now - we should get this done! Before long they will have the room for a complete ensemble of bedroom furniture. Right now they don't have the space and all they have is bed with headboard and footboard and two night stands. We've been after them to come and work with us to finish the remaining pieces to their suite. Not that we are desperate for help - rather this was a woodworking project the four of us have been working on together. And what did Keira puppy do this weekend? Romp through ALL the snow in the backyard. Calgary doesn't have - or get snow like this - that lasts. So she had a grand time turning the backyard into what looked like a war zone! What a funny pup she is! But if the dog is happy - you get more work done! Every once in a while she would pop into the shop - but not for long. I don't think she cared for the sounds the power tools were making as they turned pine boards into an armour for Eric! When this piece is done it is Becky's dresser! Yah!



KEIRA GUARDING HER FRISBEE



LOOKING LIKE IT SHOULD!



YOUNG LOVE!

SNOW!

Who would even think we could get the snowfall we did yesterday afternoon and into the night sometime! It certainly wasn't in the forecast. Apparently the whole province didn't get this - so why us? I guess we had to have a turn sometime. And we had a turn! At least the sun is out today. Looking out the living room window yesterday evening it was beautiful. Coming straight down, and heavy! At least it looked heavy. When we shoveled this morning it was fluffy and light. Just needed to figure out where in the world to pile it! This morning when we arrived at the office the fellow doing our snow shovelling had the sidewalks by the building done and was using a small skidsteer to move our winter downpour to the edges of our parking lot. We get another downfall like this and it will have to be removed from the property altogether.

Here's a picture of our "waterfall" downspout. At least it is a waterfall in the summer during a downpour. Right now it is an "icefall". This is a real test for the chain downspouts! At least this one for sure. It seems to get the biggest ice buildup because of it's location on the south. Looks really cool anyway!

Even the train tracks have been buried under our snowfall! There is barely visable the far main line that has been used. The other three tracks are somewhere underneath all the white fluff we were given yesterday. Actually have to listen for the next train and watch the snow swirl up and around it as it passes through! We should have a snow day today. At least look outside at the snow when we think something interesting might be happening out there because of the snow! All in favor?

February the Fifth!

OK Brent and Kirstin! Here is our Feb 5th Pancake day picture story book!



Every good story has a beginning. Ours starts with the waffle iron. This waffle iron has faithfully made waffles for our family for many years. Sometimes on Feb 5th. Sometimes on the first snowfall of winter. Sometimes just because we wanted to have waffles.



The proper way to make waffles in our house is "from scratch" as Grandma would say. Not with a powdery mix from a bag. Oh the times we made mountains of waffles to feed hungry boys! Those ones were made "from scratch". But tonight we used the powdery mix and water. For added fluffiness we put in an egg. Not just any egg I might add. A BROWN egg. Then we were sure we would have light as a feather waffles! No white store egg would do!



Hmm. Something more was needed to celebrate tonight's Feb 5th supper. Ah ha! Up from the freezer there appeared a package of smokey sticks. Those wouldn't take long to cook. Surely they would be allowed at the special supper? There they are! Waiting quietly while the last waffle was baking!



Waiting quietly too was someone looking forward to waffles and smokies!



See! There's a waffle all ready to eat!



Every good story also has an ending. Ours ends with a plate holding a crisp golden waffle, pockets filled with butter and syrup and peanut butter and sugar! Now which bite to eat first! Num! Almost as good as the ones "from scratch" as Grandma would say!