Thursday school day - double hooray!

For the parents of course. And about time too. Though the layer of snow outside this morning didn't signal anything good for my back. I am the unofficial snow slayer in this family. Oh well, I will have to trick my husband into shoveling this time, when he arouses from his afternoon stupor. Maybe the kids can help him, when they return from school. I'm going for an evening shift of at least 5 hours of a slavery in a restaurant kitchen, so I don't need any muscle warming exercises in snow before that. Kids were hoping for another day off, but their hopes were dashed when the cross guard appeared with his STOP on a stick. My amazing girl amazed me this morning, when she dropped her empty cereal bowl on a chair and was quite surprised when the bowl departed into the porcelain hereafter. I didn't comment on it, except making sure she didn't cut herself, as she managed to do yesterday evening, when she knocked over her dad's glass water bottle into the bathroom sink, and too late tried to grab and save it. Now I wonder what the third broken thing will be. She was saying the other day something about a geography test coming up soon and as far as I know, she didn't study very hard. My son was supposed to hand in a book order today, but I trust him with these things. He knows it was the last day to order, so it would be his loss. He and his sister ordered books and stuff, as if I was made of money. Luckily I usually manage to loose those book order sheets, before they have a chance to look through them and want something. So long, some unpaid jobs are calling for my attention at home.

No school on Wednesday - hooray!

For the two little monsters that is. After successfully pulling them out of bed, the younger copy of me wanted to take a shower. So fine, just about time to manage it, if you don't mind going to school with wet hair. The little guy wanted a bath, so I had to persuade him, that there just isn't enough time. Eventually both kids dressed and partly ate their syruped waffles with milk, then annoyed our cat for a while and finally were happily on their way to school. As I waved them off, my son's buddy's older sister came to our house and told me that the school is closed because of freezing rain. So I called the kids back home. So much joy one rarely sees in both of them at the same time. They celebrated as if they finally got their own rooms. Quickly they established themselves each on one PC and played a penguin game, till their father made them stop and watch with him an environmental video. Meanwhile I washed the dirty dishes and wondered when it will be my turn to use the computer. After I ate a sandwich, kids gobbled some stuff from their lunch bags and the husband wolfed down his veggie mix, I got more insistent than usual about having my own blog. So my husband started one for me in order to have peace and quiet. But knowing my own limits, as far as computers go, I doubt that this was the last help I needed from him. Later we all went to a secondhand store, where we bought a bunch of books and other great things, that somebody didn't want anymore. My son is now visiting his friend and my daughter is reading a scary book and looking forward to some vegetable soup for supper. My husband is either playing in the garage or organizing his collection of papers. I will conclude for now because my back hurts as if somebody karate kicked me, so I will have to try a little stretching or at least a painkiller.