James ordered pizza for us (what a guy!!! -- He had stayed home from work due to the snow, by the way) so we had a great lunch. Then I brought in the big bowls of snow that I'd set aside earlier and made some snow cream. It had been years since I'd made any (you can imagine) and I couldn't remember exactly how to do it. So I called HQ and asked for Dad. I never thought anything of it until James started cracking up. "You call General Headquarters and ask to speak to the General Overseer... to ask him how to make snow cream?!?!?" It never occured to me that everybody wasn't calling him and asking! Dad makes terrific snow cream. Relaying the recipe is a different matter. The instructions went something like this: "Well, let's see here... You take a whole slew of eggs--without the shells--whomp 'em up real good. And then you, uh... let's see... you use a can of some funny kind of milk and, um..." I finally said, "Thanks, Dad. I'll call Mom." She was much more helpful, I assure you, and the snow cream was delicious!!!

Afterwards we bundled the kids up again and sent them out back to play. Fun, fun, fun!!!

I came on in and sent some pictures to my Dad -- and a few to Tom Tefertiller. I was serious when I said last time that I had e-mailed him threatening to bring the kids down to his station and refuse to leave until he got us the snow he'd promised. He had written me back on Monday and said how very sorry he was for the lack of snow and the bad forecasting to go along with it. Said to not lose hope--we might get some snow that very night. (I, of course, chalked that up as another lie, but appreciated his apology nonetheless.) He begged us to please not come down and throw any mud balls at him.

So I felt I had to write back and let him know that he had gone from "scum of the earth" to "greatest guy in the world" because of those 5". (A good weatherman in my book is one who delivers snow, regardless of what he says should or shouldn't happen.) I sent him that picture of all of us with the snowman and the one of the kids making snow angels -- and one of my ruler buried in the snow all the way up to the 5" mark. :-)

After a while we brought the kids in and put them down for a nap, then Tammy and I sat in the den and played games by the fire. ~sigh~ Can it get any better?!?!? When the news came on at 4:00 we were sure to watch Tom Tefertiller. Not only did he deliver snow, but he put our picture on the news! Ha! How fun is that?! The only bad part is that the kids were down for their nap and missed it. It was on again on the 5:00 news, but the kids were outside playing again by then! Oh well. It was fun, nonetheless!

We had left-over pizza for dinner, then I made a run to the store before coming home and putting the kids to bed. Took a nice, hot shower, put on my flannel Coca-Cola nightgown, some fuzzy socks, and sipped on some hot cocoa--cherry vanilla flavored. Yum!!! ~long, satisfied sigh~ What a day!!! I tried to blog all of this last night, but kept getting errors. Weird. Anyway, here it all is! The snow is melting fast and by last night our snowman was leaning forward precariously--the big fall will happen sometime today. But it's still just so glorious that we actually had a snowman--in my front yard--in Andrews, Texas!!!! Wa-Hoooo!!!! Life is Grand and I am just soooooooooo, soooooooooo, sooooooooooo happy!!!!

~Bec~

Update: The snowman is no more. Some punk kid came and knocked him down. (I can tell because his remnants are not on the side he'd been leaning toward; they're on the opposite side.) No matter. It was still a grand and glorious day and no punk kid is going to be able to spoil it for me now!!! ;-)

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