Serious Clara

Clara has always made strange faces. A few days after she was born we noticed that her demeanor was very business like (LINK), hence the temporary nickname "Serious Clara". Now she is starting to do an assortment of suspicious faces. What next, paranoia? She's a funny kid. We'll keep her.

Cold as ice

Right now, with wind-chill factored in, it is -34°C outside. Sweet mother of divine God! Can you imagine being homeless on a night like this? Earlier this evening I felt sorry for myself when I had to run out to the shed to get my calculator (which took 30 minutes to thaw and work properly). Shame on me.

Both of the kids and Martha have cold like symptoms so I called twice from work today for a snot update. They were all lying low and not daring to venture outdoors. This weather is not funny. It will KILL you before you have time to ask yourself why you thought going outside was such a fantastic idea.

I overheard a conversation this week at work of which myself and a Welsh employee were the subject of a good hearted discussion. Apparently our frequent use of bad language (swear words and the like) is a source of entertainment. It's official, we are as rough as fuck. It is still surprising to me how clean the average American mouth is in the work environment. They'll break, oh yes, they'll break.