Valentine's Day!

Yesterday, we awoke to dimly lit windows. They should have been black.

"Uh-oh, Honey." my hubby said, "We're in trouble."

Yes, we had slept in. But after a few minutes of rushing around, trying to rouse and round up the troops, trying to pull off an essentially futile exercise, our trusty firstborn, who of course was on the phone by this time, let us all know that school . . . had been canceled!

This hasn't happened once in the past 6 or 7 years. People who live close to the Rocky Mountains usually aren't that impressed by a little run-o-the mill blizzard on a Wednesday afternoon. We weren't sure, so we flipped on the news, and sure enough, lo and behold, there it was. . . school was indeed canceled! For the Alpine school district closer to the mountains. . . but ours was implementing a 2 hour delay! Of course all children living in the south end of the Salt Lake valley screamed Hallelujah simultaneously. Sure. Not so much their parents . . .

"Wahoo! This is the best Valentine's Day ever!" yelled our son Tommy. He ran outside and did a belly flop in the snow. "Cold! Cold!" he exclaimed as he ran back in without brushing off. I was less than enthusiastic.

But it was sort of fun, I guess, having 3 feet of snow in my front yard, not being able to back out of the driveway w/o strenuous shoveling and half a ton of salt. Ha ha. But we're resourceful, we made it happen. . . The boys had a great time pushing the car away from the mailbox after finally digging it out. I've never seen them so happy to be working. : ) I'm pretty sure, however, that the one elementary school, up in the foothills, that was forced to have a little snowed-in sleepover, with the entire student body, was probably having second thoughts. . . but the kids sure were lovin' it! It's interesting how your views change as you get older, and have to pay . . car insurance. . .

But, all in all, it was a great day. I had lunch with the hubby man at Cafe Rio. Yummy, yummy, yum! My favorite. : ) I did have to spend the entire rest of the day taxiing kids around to 4 different schools, various valentine parties and McDonald's. . . But those expensive chocolates in the pretty red box were still unbelievably good. A party in your mouth. Truly. : ) Ah, the magic that is chocolate. . mmmm. And Charlie came home for an hour or so in between work and his anatomy class. What a day. That's right Baby! Good times. : )

We even had a visit from the Valentine fairy. . . who, legend has it, resembles a 220 lb red headed man in his late 30's. . .