Sunday, February 8, 2009

Will Work for Donuts

The winter doldrums had set in by the beginning of last week. I didn't feel like doing much of anything, and I had much to do making me even more depressed.

And then it began, to snow! The forecast called for snow. However, the forecast around here is usually 75% of promise and 15% of actuality. (Yes, I realize I'm missing 10%. Where that falls, who knows?)

The snow began to fall. It was white, fluffy, and beautiful. A snow day looked promising.

The morning came. School was canceled (had we any doubt? They cancel school for this.) And there was only one thing on the agenda that day ... sledding!

Then came the phone call adding a second item to our agenda. My mother-in-law invited us over, later that morning, to make donuts. DONUTS! Oh, I'm there. (These are the same parents who make applesauce.)

It was one of those perfect snow days. We headed over to the neighborhood hill to go sledding. Even EM was having a blast. She would ride the sled down, insisting to go by herself; and then stay down there, rolling around in the snow. Needless to say, she was soaked when we reached my in-laws.

All the cousins were assembled, and excited. Excited for a snow day where there was snow for us to play in. Excited to be at Grandma and Grandpa's and excited to be making donuts. They gathered around to cut out the donuts, and most of the kids stayed involved till the very end of the cutting.

The next two steps were for adults only, frying and glazing (after letting them rise.) That step was for Grandparent's only, though my sister-in-law and I tried to help. The kids hovered near by, hoping that some taste testing may be needed.

We made A LOT of donuts, over one hundred, plus about 40+ donut holes. That was a lot of donuts, but the work was well worth it because they were delicious.

Between the snow, sledding, donuts and fellowship my winter doldrums were long gone by the end of the day. I am ready to take on February.

Spring is right around the corner, or so it felt this weekend with 60+ degree weather.


Suzanne said...

I love it! That sounds like the best day ever. And as my (now grown) son says "ahh memories".

Anonymous said...

Oh Erin! This post makes me miss my grandparents so much! The kids will cherish those memories.
Have a good one!