We worry about the weather.

It’s not so much the cold that bothers us. It’s a balmy 30 degrees today and I took Will to work in just a sweater and button up shirt (and pants and underwear and socks and bra and boots). The cold is fine. It’s the snow. Specifically, the record breaking amounts of snow. More specifically, the potentially roof-breaking amounts of snow.

I took some pictures to illustrate the magnitude of the amount of snow in my yard and on my roof, but the magic tube that connects the camera to the internets is not working for some reason. Let me put it this way: the kids can no longer play outside for fear that they will sink into the four feet of snow piled on either side of the sidewalk. I tried to do Will and his broken back a favor by shoveling the sidewalk for him, but I had to quit when it became apparent that my little 5′2 frame wasn’t going to get the snow up onto the ginourmous mountain-like snow bank.

The governor has declared North Idaho a disaster emergency area. Because on top of the problems with icy roads, potential avalanches, the occasional meandering moose and sidewalks covered in a 7-11 slush-like icee material, there’s the ever growing worry of the roofs of town collapsing simultaneously.

Which was why I wasn’t surprised to hear Charlie say, “Hey! There’s someone shoveling on that roof!” And sure enough, someone was shoveling snow off our neighbor’s roof. As for us, we’re going to ask the landlords what to do about it. Because there’s no way in hail Will is getting up on our rented roof.

In the meantime, life goes on. We sludge along the sludgy roads at 25 mph to get the kids to tae kwon do and what not…ps Charlie broke a pine board WITH HIS BARE HAND on Tuesday. True story. And we do our school stuff and watch movies and play games and marvel at all the whiteness that surrounds us. It’s actually very pretty.

And since I can’t get my own pictures up, I’ll post some other people’s local pictures, just to give a little perspective.