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They just popped by to share a little happiness...and then they were off to finish their test drive!
This is the view from my kitchen window this morning...it's snowing and blowing and there's not much to be seen! It looks like a good excuse to close the schools (we do that in response to a good snow storm on the west coast)...I haven't seen any school buses go by, but haven't actually heard that classes are cancelled.

Once the table was cleared, we moved right into a rousing game of Rook. How fun to revive the old card game on a snowy winter night! Rook was invented by Parker Bros. over 100 years ago, and has enjoyed a resurgence in popularity these past few years. The game was apparently created as an alternative to playing cards and was sometimes called 'missionary poker'. At any rate...it's a fun game. The evening ended a little too soon though, since the guys came out on top...had we had a few more rounds, things would have turned out quite differently, I'm sure!





We weren't quite prepared to have us a picnic...


We continued west along the other side of the Fraser River...the Canadian Pacific railway tracks seemed to be going the same route as we were!




Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and show thee great and mighty things, which thou knowest not. Jeremiah 33:3 KJV
God wants us to call on Him anytime...He won't be confused no matter what the clock says.
Whatever the weather (we're back to snow on the west coast)...whatever the problem...talk to God. Great things come in answer to prayer...things become clear when we talk to Him!
They come in every delicious fragrance you can imagine...and I have one in apple cinnamon and another in the coconut/ lime/verbena scent. But neither will do me much good for long...since they are pretty much empty. And they are not available in Canada...so until my next trip across the border, I will have to find something else to use!

Wahoo! At the end of the day, our kids and grandkids joined us for a grand time at this wonderful resort located at the southern tip of beautiful Harrison Lake.
A jogger was enjoying an early evening run on the beach (which reminded me that it has been several days since I've even thought about walking!)...
...but across the road the resort pools were calling! We announced our intentions at the reservation counter, only to be told that the public was not allowed in after 4:30 pm (that was an hour ago). Excuse me? We had driven all this way, with the whole gang and now were being turned away? We then tried booking a day room...that would make us hotel guests and permit us to use the pools. Sorry...the hotel has no vacancies tonight. By this time the staff took pity on us, and made an exception to the rules which are normally written in stone...and allowed us in to use their wonderful pools. People are nice!

As we were ready to leave the resort, Ryder noticed his boots were like Uncle Tim's...how cool is that? Oh...oh. He'd had just a little too much fun and excitement today (or maybe swallowed a little too much water), and suddenly his 'stomach flu' returned with a vengeance.

When all else fails, Emme's bathrobe does the trick. Ryder was quite happy with the arrangement...Emme, not so much. Daddy called him Ryder Hefner!?! And since we were all starving, we stopped for a bite to eat...pink bathrobe and all!