Snowed In, Muffined Out!

With snow up to our hips on Saturday morning, we got our exercise just shoveling and taking the garbage to the dumpster.  Since the power was out, G went to the gym for a shower.  I went with for something to do.  Not that we showered together.  I sat on the couch and read The Secret Life of Bees while the ceiling dripped on my head.  Even when I moved to the other end, it dripped on my head.  I mentioned it to the guy at the front desk, and he just kinda squinted up and shrugged.  Honestly, everybody's so worn out by the snow and having to play Worst Case Scenario by flashlight that I don't see how some people actually made it to the gym to work out.  I heard a woman panting on a treadmill!  Also odd, after I moved from the couch, a guy stretched out on it and read a book.  He stayed there!  I fell asleep sitting up at the coffee bar (having mastered this technique in too many years of college).  His face wasn't even dripping when G came up the stairs.  I'm getting like the dogs, I guess, so I subconsciously recognize his footsteps.  Just as in school, I gracefully awoke with no one the wiser.

This winter has been the best we've had here.  We just happened to make up for the dryness in the course of 3 days.  Good planning, I say.  It's back in the 60's now, so with the sun shining, you could have a day of skiing naked in the backyard if you wanted to.  Just have to avoid the fallen trees.  And Lordy, I'd hate to hit that high tensile wire fence.  80's are forecasted for Denver Thursday.  Hopefully the Mini will have thawed out by this afternoon.  Thursday evening art class left me snowed in at the library lot, where thankfully, Hayley rescued me.  

Ok, I've found my muffin recipe!  It's Strawberry Corn Muffins.  After trying out several of our old favorites, I discovered this one in a picture book, Olga's Cup and Saucer.  Mimi's didn't say the recipe had to be original.  This one is scumptious and healthy.  Try it!  I've pasted it to the side panel.  Harry sits by my side and woofs for bites, and Ellie and Woody even love it.  They don't eat junk food.

Harry definitely needs a shave.  #1:  He'll melt on Thursday.  #2:  He collected snow over the weekend to such a degree of balled upness that he could barely walk!  He looked like a boy baggin' with those baggy pants, who had to keep his legs spread wide.  We had to scrub him off, which he truly appreciated.  But after cabin fever set in, he started just having melt downs on the tile.  Left giant puddles wherever he layed.  People do have their limits of empathy.  We all get kind of burned out, and when he just keeps going out to get layered again, well, as Hayley said, "He's not going to die from it."

Speaking of Hayley, who absolutely hates mice....  She just walked in from the barn.  I picked up some good old fashioned wooden mouse traps on Sunday, and she's setting a minefield in the hay storage room.  Unfortunately, she looked up and saw a mouse looking down at her from the top bale.  So she set some on the top of the bales too, but they're not very stable, she says.  "I hate mice, geez.  If someone had made that barn better we wouldn't have them there.  If they hadn't put that door there.  It was horrible Mr. Ed's, just horrible!  I'm not happy, Mr. Ed's.  I'm not happy."

I'm going to paint a mural today.  I'm happy!