Cold

Congratulations, Seattle.  So far, this has been the coldest, snowiest February on record.

Snoqualmie Pass just set a new record for the snowiest day ever.  31 inches of snow fell on February 12th, and over a three day period this week, the pass got a total of 68 inches.  That's too much of a good thing even in the mountains, and the Pass was closed due to avalanche danger for 2 days.

The weather in central Washington is just as bad. How lucky Amanda and Tom are to miss this "unprecedented" weather, a word becoming wearisome in all context.

The snow is slowly melting in Seattle, emphasis on slow, as the daily highs barely make it to 40 degrees.  It is still tricky getting around. There is an art and science to snowplowing, and they don't get much practice here. The bulldozers only made the situation worse, pushing the snow up against cars and covering storm drains. So many people have to park in front of their houses, and the curbs are still blocked with piles of ice, trapping you in or out.

On the bright side, I've getting out of the house again, and things are returning to normal.  The mail was delivered and the garbage picked up. I've been to the gym, Safeway, and might go to the mall this afternoon for some retail therapy.  My drawing class was cancelled last Saturday, but on again for tomorrow with a make-up session for the one we missed.

We had a nice quiet Valentine's Day at home.  John knows the way to my heart, and brought me roses and chocolates which brightened the day.  I know the way to his, and made coconut cake and roasted beef ribs for dinner.  We watched a Cleveland Symphony concert and I fell asleep as usual in front of the  TV. And so it goes, after almost 26 years of marriage.