Yesterday (Sunday, December 2, 2007), we went to check out the progress they are making on the snow/ice sculptures. We bundled up, took the sled, and headed out to the "big park". They have finished a few of the sculptures, but have not painted them yet. I love the ones of Father Frost aka: "Deeyet Morose", and his granddaughter aka: "Snee Gooreechka"... (inna just had to repeat that one several times before I got it). We also sled down a few of the hills they made, but as we were finishing up, a man came over and told us that we were not allowed on it yet. Apparently, they don't "open" until the 15th or 16th of December...ooops :) You will also see a picture of the snow mouse.... I was told they made a mouse because 2008 is the year of the mouse...I think it is somewhat like the Chinese Horoscopes, etc. ??? Anyway, I am going to go enjoy the darkness :) It isn't even 4:00pm here, and it is already pitch black outside! It makes me feel like I should be in bed by 7!
Monday, December 03, 2007
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The kids are growing so quickly. The snow looks beautiful, but much prefer the weather here in Oklahoma.
I wanted to see you when you were in town, but I have been really sick. I have been diagnosed with type 2 diabetes, thryoid problems, ashtma and just generally am falling apart.
I really enjoy your blog and keeping up with your family. I need to update myspace and hopefully with the upcoming ice storm for this week, will have time to do so.
We miss you in the old neighborhood. Your mailbox was hit by a van and is lying in pieces all over the yard. The woman who bought your house in magnolia does not believe in doing anything to the house so it is generally falling apart. The broken mailbox has been lying untouched for over 2 weeks.
Anyway, we are all getting ready for the holidays. Mitch will be home from college on the 15th and Mike and Rachel are doing well. They will be leaving Hawaii and moving back to the "states" in August 2008. We are ready for them to be home.
Hugs and Kisses to the kids. Emma probably doesn't even remember who I am.
Talk to you soon,
Susan McKinnis
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