Some Lovely Things

Lovely Thing #1=Snow Day!

It started snowing on Thursday morning. Karen, Mary, and I were out in the clean and pristine snow at 5:30 a.m. for our run, and it really did give a whole new meaning to the terms "fun run." We were splashed by a car within the first five minutes on the road, and got splashed numerous times after, so our feet and legs were soaked, but it was worth it. I'd do it again in a heartbeat.

By 3:30 Thursday afternoon, Arlington ISD decided that they would cancel classes on Friday.

Yipee! I said.

Yipee! Parker said.

Even Peyton was glad to have a snow day.

Presley has been nothing but happy the past three days, so I think she was glad for it, too.

But Patrick, well, not so much.

Martin is hosting the Regional Wrestling tournament this weekend, so a change in schedule meant for a lot of adjustments on his part, a lot of time on the phone, and a whole lot of grief. Much of it came from other people who think they can run things better and apparently think that Patrick is so powerful that he can actually 1) dictate the weather, and 2) over-ride decisions made by the district superintendent and athletic director.

Who knew?

To top things off, Martin had no electricity from sometime Thursday night until this morning. Translation: more adjustments, more phone calls, more headache.

So, while we were building snowmen

tackling snowmen

playing in the snow

Patrick was spending 10 hours a day at school trying to get things ironed out for the tournament that will (finally) be held tomorrow and Tuesday.

If no one else appreciates you, honey, I do.

Lovely Thing #2=Valentine's Day

Because of the weather, Parker and Peyton's parties at school were postponed to this week. Since their parties would have been over (had traditional Texas weather had it's way) I expected today to be just an after-thought for them. So, as just another bit of evidence for my Mother of the Year nomination, I totally forgot to get the kids something until last night, when Peyton was helping me get Patrick's Valentine Basket together, and she said, "Who's going to get ME a Valentine?"

Apparently not your mother unless she can get to the store in the next twelve hours. Crap.

So Patrick made a quick stop by the store on his way home from school so that Cupid could visit the house.

But we were able to go out for dinner tonight, once Pat got home from setting things up at school.

Thank you, Regional Wrestling Tournament, for putting yet another creative stamp on our weekend.