General hopelessness growing. Overnight lows around 0 (that's Farenheit), highs in the low-mid 20s. The troops are listless and sullen. Everyone is cold and tired. The youngest has responded to the hardship with pathological lying. The elder child is dissecting dead animals. She'd better grow up to be a doctor and not a taxidermist.
I dropped some reeses peanut butter cup and Moxie is moving the couch to get it. At least they're helpful when it comes to spills and crumbs.
If this weather doesn't lift soon, we're not going to make it. Oh and it's snowing again.