Winter Storm v2.0 blew through town Friday afternoon and I awoke on Saturday morning to eight and a half inches of snow. Then it sleeted for a while, giving the snow a crunchy layer of ice on top and creating the perfect sledding conditions. My parents' house is on a hill, and at the bottom of the hill runs a creek, which makes this a tad bit more chancy that your average sledding hill.
The sledding was excellent yesterday and I spent the afternoon chanting, "Creek, creek, creek!" whenever someone else was sledding and frantically bailing out of the sled when it was my turn to go. We had several near misses (I spent a lot of time yelling at the sledders "Look, all I want in this world is to see a loved one sled into a creek. WHY MUST YOU DENY ME!"), but at the end of a long afternoon, my younger brother finally got an impromptu bath. I'll be honest; I was too busy laughing and shouting, "YES!" while pumping my fist in the air to really help him out, although I did almost fall in myself trying to rescue our sled.
Later that afternoon, we lit the burn pile (covered with a tarp before the snow started for just this purpose) and made s'mores, and then went back inside to drink hot chocolate and watch the Ocean movies. I walked the road today and we're still snowed in, but we never lost power and our neighbor plowed the driveway with his tractor, so we can skip the hour of shoveling snow once we can get out. Not a bad way to spend the weekend. The pictures are here.