When we moved to the Seattle area, we were told that there was rarely ever any snow. We don't even own a regular shovel yet, let alone a snow shovel... SO... when we woke up to a small drift over our front porch we used what was available to get the job done. (If you can't tell from my scratchy drawing --- that is a pampered chef pancake turner)

It is also nice to find a use for those plastic membership cards that seem to only take up space in my wallet. I guess they do have some value.





Jake set up an appointment for us to meet with a financial planner (I think that is what it was???) I am terrible I know, I should be paying close attention instead of yawning, but all the words coming out sound like "blah blah blah...bueller...blah" and monotone too. I just couldn't get into it. Not to mention the kids were running wild. Seriously, Trey was swinging like a monkey on the bottom of the white board and then running around the table. He even stepped on the off switch to the computer monitor once.