a delightful distraction

On Friday I turned 69 but rather than bemoan my fate I was kept too busy to worry about it.  My grandson, 12, and granddaughter, 11 came to spend the weekend with me.  These are the two who lived with me for several months when their mother moved home after her divorce so we are very comfortable together.  After a low keyed Friday evening we awoke to a Saturday full of snow.  Rather than snowmen a snow alien and snow penguin were created.  After a cold and snowy morning the afternoon and evening  were spent happily "snowed in".  Several games were played including charades and the ever popular "Jumping Monkeys".  This morning the roads had cleared and we were up and out for church with a breakfast before.  All in all it was a lovely, busy weekend and just the tonic I needed to help me overlook all that "time marching on".