ice

i thought that we lived in south texas for a reason... because we (or i) wanted to escape from cold? we are in a once-every-billion-years ice storm in san antonio and although i like the excuse not to have to have braces put on today, i'm not really happy about the frigid temperatures. today the wind chill won't climb above 18 degrees, and the ice covering the city is not supposed to melt till thursday. i think this is as closed to being snowed in as we'll ever feel down here.
beth and i thought we'd use this day of rest to clean our room and do all the upstairs laundry that never seems to go away. but after getting out of bed and drinking a few mugs of tea and hot chocolate, we decided we'd better stay in bed and watch reruns of "the office" and "ugly betty". (seeing mom in her bed surrounded by feathers and hot coffee didn't really help motivate us either... )
i'm supposed to be housesitting for the lasalles who unfortantely had to leave the area surrounding our neighborhoods because of the helotes fire. i'm also supposed to be keeping their pets alive, but for today i'll just pray that God keeps their food bowls full until the ice melts.

so we'll have to plan another day for braces and another day for cleaning and laundry. too bad.