Today was the final day this week that school was closed. It's closed Monday, too, but Drew signed Rachel up for "Lola's Lab," a creative-arts camp, so I could get a break (which really means, so I can get back to reporting the two stories I'm working on before heading in to my regular job, instead of thinking of ways to amuse Rachel).
Both of us got up late, and I made us a quick breakfast before calling someone for what turned out to be an hour-long interview -- a critical one that I was glad to get done. Rachel worked on her book project and was very upset when I pointed out that she had made a couple of spelling errors and had to re-do parts of it, but that's what homework is about. I went upstairs, took a shower and made us both lunch, and she taught me how to play "War" and "Palace," the latter of which she had figured out yesterday while watching the Marymount students. She's a good card player; I can see lots of games in our future.
At around 5 p.m. I put in the last "Lord of the Ring" movie, "Return of the King," because I had promised Rachel that we could watch it together. But five minutes in, she decided it was too scary, and so she lay her head down on my lap, curled up under a blanket and slept until 7, when we left to meet Drew for dinner at one of our favorite restaurants, "The Silver Diner."
Addendum: The snow is out of the streets but still very much piled up in front yards and along the curb. Our neighbors two doors down "planted" a miniature Christmas tree atop one of the big snow piles next to their house. I think that is the way we should bid "Snowzilla 2016" (The Post's nom de saison, apparently) a very hearty farewell.
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