And a great weekend was had by all

It felt like a pretty successful weekend! We did a lot of things, all crammed into two days.

Saturday we were up at 6:00 am for a parent/teacher conference at 8:30 in Keene. Afterwards we went skating at Robin hood for a minutes, got coffee, hit Blockbuster, went home, napped, got up and went to the Dump and an open house at Crockett Homes. We came back, I made Leo’s Tostadas and we watched Battlestar Galactica season 1, episode 1. I forgot that it was so long and a little higher tan PG rating. We started Motorcycle Diaries afterwards, but it was late and after the high test of BSG, it was a little slow, so we went to bed.

Sunday, I slept in, until around 7:30. I got up, read a bit, and had coffee by the fire. Once everyone was up, I made a big breakfast and we decided that, even though it was only 8º outside, we would go for a snowshoe hike on Grannies land. We had to run to Keene first to get Jeremiah some snowshoes. Apparently, everyone wants to Snowshoe lately, because there were not to be had at any store. That was almost a deal-breaker and would have set a bad tone for the rest of my weekend, but I remembered we had some pairs at the office, so we stopped there. Good call! We got Jem some snowshoes and headed off to Chesterfield.

What a fantastic afternoon. Tracy, Jeremiah, Grace and George hit the woods! We headed in near a little wetland but soon turned west and trudged up to the top of the hill, where we found a snowmobile corridor. I had surveyed this whole property a few years ago and found no such thing, but here was definitely a trail, maintained, and cleared. Que interesante! Gracy was feeling tired and hungry, so we turned back east down the big hill to the river at the bottom of the ravine. We found an excellent spot to set up camp and soon had a nice warm fire roaring. I got out the Coleman stove and boiled some water for tea, while we all cooked Chorizo and Cotija over the fire and ate it on bread. Eventually, we decided to hit the trail back to the truck, George’s paws were very cold, he kept holding them up, so going back was a good choice. There is nothing better than an afternoon snowshoeing in the winter woods with goodies to eat a nice fire and warm drinks.

We came home; the dog found his spot by the woodstove and sacked out. We all hit quite pursuits of reading, coloring and books on tape. I made a roast chicken with root veggies. After supper the Kids hit the sack and Tracy and I watched the rest of Motorcycle Diaries.

I’ve got to make more of an effort spending time outside with the Family! What a great weekend!