We are still trapped by the snow. Andy made a valiant attempt to escape this morning, but he had to abandon the truck down by the pond. The electricity is going strong so far, and we have water, but I am concerned about the level of the propane tank. Will the cookies finish baking before the propane runs out? My biggest worry, though, is what we will do when Anya starts asking for her beloved “nana” tomorrow morning since she ate the last one today. Perhaps I can distract her with an icicle.

See, it’s true!

Yeah, um, we haven’t had time yet to get new plates for the car. Um. Yeah. Or it could be that for the first time in the three years we’ve been living in VA, we got more than an inch of snow. More like ten inches.

Too bad we don’t have a tractor, or 15 kids with big arm muscles, or a flamethrower. (Oooo, wait I do have a flamethrower!! I wonder where it is.) We are trapped in the house right now, and we may be trapped tomorrow. Temperatures aren’t expected to be over freezing until Wednesday. Andy tried to get the truck out of the parking spot and into the driveway this morning. Two hours later, and it was not happening. He said he may try again tomorrow.

I’d like to say that being trapped at home was helpful for Day 2 of the Moratorium, but it gave Andy the chance to finally load about 200 photos to the printing website. Now I want to order about 200 prints. Blergle!

Also? Anya does not like snow.