We had 56 cm of snow over the weekend, bringing it to very nearly the record (which was 444 cm in 1970-71) for this area for snowfall in one winter, but it is possible that it could be broken.  There's still a bit of winter left.  Anyway, I remember that big snow year and on my facebook my profile picture is me as a girl, standing in front of a snowbank.  Right now, our snowbanks are nearly as  high, in fact the one beside the garage is almost touching the roof.

Right now I am afraid of what is going to happen when all this melts.  I suspect there will be a flooded basement.  But I'll keep my fingers crossed anyway.

Just finished my taxes and sent them in.  I'm going to be in trouble for a couple of overdue bills, but what can you do?  I've thought of cashing in more of my pitifully small RRSP but I'll keep my fingers crossed I don't need to.  Thing is, Jim lost hours these past few weeks because they moved the studio in town so he wasn't doing much.  He couldn't.  Aside from not working enough hours for benefits, that's another thing about working part time, and that's you're at the mercy of hourly wages with no sick, no vacations, no pay if you aren't working. 

Ah well.  It is March break, I'm working most of it, but the kids are happy at least and all small things (except Domino and the birds) liked all that snow.  Moe has his own web page on Jim's web site that features him after a whump into a snow bank (ha ha that's what happens when you ask to go out, Mr Orange cat!), and we have an increasingly large black dog who adores digging into the snow and diving into snow banks.  He is trying to teach me to cross country ski when I am walking him.  Unfortunately, that involves yanking me over ice and snow in my boots.  Obedience training starts on Sunday and some day soon, we hope this guy will have some manners.

Well, back to lunch.