I Believe Karal Is Onto the Forthcoming Snow-pacolypse, as She's Been Hunkered on the Couch Since She Got Up Yesterday

Seriously, the dog looked at me yesterday like, "You know we're about to be hibernating, right? Why you moving about as you do?" She was good for a long walk (needed to get one in), but I suspect she sensed the downtrodden temperatures and all the shoveling ahead. In fact, the only moves she was willing to make from under blankets were onto my lap where she could soak up all my body heat.

Friday was a day of CWP planning and meetings, followed by a good pizza from Paradise, a splurge of several children's books sent my way for review, and prep for the weekend where, I imagine, it will all be spent indoors.

The University already announced closure on Monday, with hints it'll unlikely be reopened by Tuesday. That means we'll be doing online instruction this week (they can hate me all I want, but I don't want to fall behind the schedule. We still have to make it through February and March). It's been quite a while (2013) since we've had this much white stuff predicted to fall from the sky.

I hate when the temperatures get like this because everything seems to be frozen, cracking, and ready to fall apart. I think of my Tug Hill friends in upstate, NY, and wonder how they do this almost on a daily basis. Yes, they have their snowmobiles, but the thick of it all gets old fast.

Here's to warmth, hot cocoa, good food, game time with families, and a warm-up as soon as it is willing to come.