So, it's been a while

So much has happened in the last year, where do I start. Big move for us a few months ago. We packed up and moved to Nunavut! We love it up here, even with the crazy cold weather. Today was no exception, temperature with the windchill was -52C . That's about -62 Farenheit. You know its cold when the locals are complaining about the weather!

When we moved here, we decided not to buy a car. Gas is expensive, about $1.35/litre or $5/ gallon. We don't live too far from work, and if we need to take a taxi, rides are only $6 per person, and kids ride free. I usually take a taxi to bring Sarah to daycare in the morning. Then I either walk or cab it to work, depending on the weather. So a couple of days ago, I'm walking back from the daycare with Sarah in the sled. It's a 30 min walk, it's -44C with the wind, I forgot to wear my snowpants so I'm freezing and the wind is stinging my legs. Hurrying as best I can to get back home before I turn into a popsicle. Sarah starts mumbling some complaints, I can barely hear her over the wind and traffic. mommy......Mommy...MOMMMYYYY!! I finally stop and ask her 'What's wrong?' and she says ...KNOCK KNOCK!

Glad to know she is toasty warm in her Canada Goose parka and snowpants with Baffin boots. I, on the other hand, am still wearing the short jacket I wore in Ontario and am feeling the wrath of winter. My biggest mistake wasn't only forgetting my snowpants when I left for work in the morning, but wearing the tightest jeans I own. Lesson learned, I will be toting my winter gear with me everywhere I go from now on! We do live just below the arctic circle after all.

THE PEANUT BUTTER INCIDENT

I just had to share this with everyone. My three year old daughter got the peanut butter out while I was in the shower. She opened it and put both her hands in it all the way to the bottom. What a mess! I don't know what she was thinking. Maybe she thought how cool and squishy it felt, or maybe she was looking for a prize at the bottom of the jar. Who knows! I took her to the computer room and with a stern look on my face (it was really hard not to laugh) I told her to stand still so I can take her picture. I then washed it all off ( and she had smeared it all over herself) and promptly sent her to her room to think about what she had done! And what did I then do? I sent the picture to everyone on my email list, of course! Too funny, I can't wait to scrapbook this one!