Snow day

It's a quarter to 4 in the morning and I'm up with the snow plows. I had forgotten about writing a couple of the earlier posts. They are the ones having to do with the daughter graduating and being home. She was home for 8 months with no job and just a few weeks ago moved to the Quad Cities. She took everything she could fit into her little Ford Escort, including one of the dogs, and moved back in with Grandma Carol. It took her two weeks to find a job, though it's one for the paycheck and not a destination. Her dad and I cried the day she and the dog left, but remodeled her bedroom into a TV room a week later... just in time for the olympics.

We went without TV for over 10 years and now have channels we didn't know existed. With the winter olympics, choosing what to watch has been easy. I love the snow and ice sports and the special humans who compete in them. Curling rocks!