Sunny and 70

My sister recently posted about the weather in Logan, Utah. She titled it "Balmy 47" which made me laugh. But seriously, that is really awesome weather for a January in Cache Valley, a place where - forgive me for the awful visual - you usually feel your nose hairs freeze up when you walk outside during winter.

So I thought I'd post about our weather too (I'm sorry McKenzie, I'm in a better world right now). It is January 8, and it was in the low 70s this afternoon. We played at the park for hours (yes, that's Ethan in a T-shirt) and enjoyed the rays. It was a lovely day.

My day turned sour (a little too literally) when I dropped the Prego on the kitchen tile and the red sauce bubbled out all over. Ryan cleaned that up (what a wonderful husband). Minutes later, I knocked a large bottle of balsamic vinegar off the counter with my elbow. It exploded as it, too, hit the floor and glass and vinegar shot across the room. It took me over an hour to clean the mess up and now our entire apartment smells like sour vinegar.

And finally, the paperwhites bloomed!