Legally Blonde . . . With a Snowblower
Happy (Belated) Valentine's Day! I spent most of the day getting myself unburied from all the snow. How romantic . . . ha ha
We got about 7-8 new inches of snow and it was a messy, sloppy Valentine's Day all over town. I got up early to fire up the snowblower and clear some driveways before going to the temple. I hurried over to the Parkinson's driveway as quickly as I could because I knew Kim needed to take her son, Jackson, to his scheduled knee surgery very soon. As I was launching snow from her driveway, she came outside and hugged me. She said, "You don't need to do this!" I shouted back (over the loud snowblower), "But you're my Valentine!" Jackson hobbled out to their car on his crutches, and I quickly cleared the driveway so they could drive away a few minutes later.
Then, I left a little early to give myself plenty of time to drive over to the temple. The roads were messy and slippery, but I made it safely with time to spare.
I carefully drove home and then changed my clothes to do some more snowblowing. I filled up the fuel tank and set out to take care of as many driveways as I could before I ran out. I cleared my driveway, Ellen's driveway, Kim's again, the Kloaks (across from me), and 2/3 of the Dixons' driveway - as well as everyone's sidewalks - before I ran out of fuel crossing the street back to my house. That felt pretty good to help so many of my neighbors.
I also got to talk to Scott for a little bit before he went to bed for the night. He was starting to get a sore throat, so he wanted to go to bed a little earlier than usual. Poor honey.
He had sent me a thoughtful gift for Valentine's Day, and it even arrived a day early.
For Scott, his Valentine's gift will be the box of clothes that I sent him, along with some spices that will make his meals taste amazing. :) He should receive the shipment in the next 2-3 days.
Here is the view of my back yard after that very snowy day . . .
I muscled my car through the deep snow on our street and over to Broulim's to get a few groceries. I found a good looking dinner tray that they make fresh daily there, with salmon, green beans and a few "new" potatoes (baby potatoes). I commandeered my car through the deep snowy mess once again, to get safely back into my garage for the night.
While my dinner was cooking in the oven, Kim came over with a "thank you" gift for helping clear their driveway earlier. She brought me a box of giant cookies from "Crumbl", a popular cookie chain in town.
Besides all the snow, it has been SO COLD up here!!! Every year, I'm always surprised at how cold it is. Do I forget the cold from last year? Is it really colder than what it was last year? I dunno . . . but it is always shocking the older that I get.
I drove across town on Monday for a couple of errands, and decided to hop out and take a few pictures, even though it was only 4 degrees at the time. With wind chill, it said it was about -12 degrees. Yikes.
View of the frozen Snake River, looking from the bridge on Broadway toward the Idaho Falls Temple off in the distance:
Fascinating to see all the crunchy crystallized ice on the top layer, while still hearing the roaring of the waterfall underneath . . .
I thought my grandfather, John A. Snider, had written some things about his mother, but he really didn't have much to say about her. Instead, his sister, Vera, is the one who had written several elaborate details about their mother, Sarah, who was born so tiny that they could fit her in a bread loaf pan! (click photos to enlarge and read)
Right away, Amber uploaded these images to Sarah Jane's profile on FamilySearch so that more people could read the wonderful stories about her. What a thoughtful daughter!!
Over in Italy, all of my Wednesday Group friends went to Venice together because it's the week of Carnival there. I still get all their texts and photos since I'm part of the WhatsApp group . . . they had an incredible time and here are some of the photos they shared.
Why do they dress up so fancy? And why does everyone wear a mask? I had to look online for an explanation:
Per the Venice Carnival website: The Venice Carnival began in 1162 in celebration of the Venice Republic's victory over its enemy: the Patriarch or Aquileia. The people of Venice gathered in Saint Mark's Square (San Marco) to dance and celebrate their victory. Ever since then, the victory was celebrated in the streets of Venice.
Why the masks: "Wearing masks and costumes made it possible for people to hide any differences of class or status, and it was even allowed to make fun of the aristocracy. This time of regulated social outburst was a way for the Most Serene Republic of Venice to maintain order and power throughout the rest of the year." (www.theculturetrip.com)
Melani, Alison, Marnie, Rachel, and Andrea are all in my military ward in Vicenza. The other ladies are from the base Bible Study Group, which includes a variety of denominations. They are some of the most amazing women I've ever met.
I also want to include one more photo of Venice - this one popped up in my social media feed for Valentine's Day. It's HEART SHAPED!!
But then, when we started building a home together in Italy, I was gravitating toward the calming and gentle hues of green as I purchased bedding and decor over there. Now, whenever I come home to Idaho Falls and step into my bedroom of BRIGHT YELLOW, it has become too much . . .
So a change was needed. And I made a monumental decision to BUY a duvet and duvet cover instead of putting all the money and hours (and hours) into making one. I found this duvet & cover on Wayfair.com and I love it so much. A simple white with light green stripes.
Jacob has been hearing back from a few of the schools he applied to last fall. He is supposed to start on his PhD program in August, so a big move is pending for them once again. When I was helping Grandma Lillian through the grocery store up in Salem recently, Jacob had called to tell me about his online interview with Notre Dame. ND was one of the top 5 schools he was most hoping to be accepted into.
Well, this week, we got this photo from Jacob. :)
Our texting conversation on Friday went something like this:
J: Got accepted to UNC-Chapel Hill today and immediatel declined.
Me: Well it's good to know that you know what to do and where to go. :)
J: It's down to - Minnesota (accepted in), Michigan (waitlisted but likely), Princeton (haven't heard back yet but probably rejection). The other programs I don't need to hear back from now.
Me: So you're thinking Minnesota over ND?
J: Minnesota is a much stronger program even though ND is significantly cheaper with the cost of living. I'd say odds are 60% chance Michigan, 39.9999% Minnesota, and 0.0001% Princeton.
Me: I had you pegged for ND for sure . . . Now I'm scrambling to keep up, ha ha
J: Yeah, the ND problem is that there is one superstar professor I wanted to work with, and if they left to another school while I was there, I'd be stranded. Minnesota has 10 superstars so I'm safe there.
Me: Where is the school in Minnesota? It'll be COLD up there . . .
J: Minneapolis, yes, way cold, so another reason we're hoping for Michigan.
Me: And what city is U of Michigan in?
J: Ann Arbor, 45 min outside of Detroit
Me: Detroit is high in crime. I wonder what the quality of life is like in Ann Arbor?
J: Very very nice. Detroit is run down.
I studied Ann Arbor on Google Maps for a bit and I saw that it is its own entity, completely separated from Detroit. It looks nice, with a river that runs through the city, lots of parks, and some green areas. It's also not too far from several major cities: Detroit, Chicago, Indianapolis, Cleveland, and even Niagara Falls and Buffalo, NY. I had no idea that Detroit was so close to Canada . . . they're practically kissing each other!! ha ha
So we'll see where they end up in the very near future. Notre Dame would be a great school, Minnesota, University of Michigan, and maybe a couple others are what they are hoping for. Ann Arbor is also just 2 hours away from Hannah's sister in Grand Rapids, so that is a huge reason for them to consider that school.
This weekend, actually, Jacob, Hannah and Jack are in Grand Rapids visiting Hannah's sister. How fun for them!!
Jack was very entertained by the flight crews at the airport. Not too surprising . . . XOXO
Even though on Wednesday evening I started getting a sore throat, I still went to an Off-Broadway performance of Legally Blonde with my friends, the Andersons. L to R: Megan, Kimber, Jen Anderson, and me. (the ticket wasn't cheap and I didn't want it to get wasted)
We got home late that night, and I went straight to bed. I didn't do much of anything for the next several days, to be honest. I've been fighting this mediocre sickness that mainly consists of a swollen throat and a pretty big headache every single day. Ibuprofen wasn't doing enough on Friday, so I broke my promise to not drink any more diet sodas so that I could drink a Diet Coke to help with the headache. It did help, so at least I kind of made a good decision there . . . I quit drinking diet sodas about 3 weeks ago now and I've been feeling a bit healthier and my energy has improved. I used to just drink a Diet Coke occasionally (like once a week, or sometimes once every couple of weeks). But then I discovered Fresca, and then I discovered Diet A&W Root Beer . . . wowza. I haven't had a root beer in years, so that was so exciting to me! It really tasted good, too. Pretty soon, I was drinking a diet soda every single day, and eventually I realized it was all just too much. So I quit. But Friday's splurge was worth it. :)
For the last few days, I've been laying verrrrrrry lowwwww. Haven't made my bed in two days (don't tell my parents), and I even skipped a shower on Saturday because I just felt so blahhhh. My brain has been mush for the most part, but here and there I get a burst of being able to concentrate on a project for a little while.
I'm hoping to get better SOON so I can get back to working on some important things. I'm running out of days before I leave this house again, and I need to make every single day count!!!
I'm still really enjoying my favorite Banana Pancakes. Today I added some extra creamy cool whip on top, just because I thought it would feel nice on my sore throat. And it did . . .
Scott also found me a car this week in Italy. It's a 2010 Ceat Leon (a Spanish car). Therefore I think the Ceat is pronounced like "say-ott". Scott says it's fantastic and very comfy. It's a stick-shift and diesel, which is what we both wanted and needed. (Dad: we needed diesel because of Scott's military fuel card. Everything in Italy has a 22% tax added on, even fuel. So the military gives them one fuel card. You have to declare a primary car and what the fuel type is for that car when you fill out the paperwork for the card. Then the 22% tax is subtracted at the pump when you use that card. If you have a secondary car, you want the fuel type to match the primary car so you can get the discount for both cars with the same type of fuel. If your secondary car needs unleaded, for example, then you only get the 22% discount for the primary car.)
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