Pizza makes me think that anything is possible.
Henry Rollins
It is Sunday. They say -24, they are never right. Probably -30 or worse.
The three-day snowstorm seems to be over right now. The wind is calm at this moment.
The cold is supposed to last three days, I know the cold always outstays its welcome.
I am cooking woodstove pizza this morning. I have one that needs cooking.
Pizza for breakfast was a staple years ago. So I don’t feel any guilt for that. It is just bread with veggies and cheese.
Cats are fed, soon I will check their water bowls and make sure those are full.
I am having that first cup, the best one of the day. My powdered whole milk is away from the fireroom, where I am on pizza guard duty.
I am sure the woodstove is way too hot for any cat to reach the pizza, but my cats are super smart.
Imagine a cat pyramid, with the top cat flipping the pizza on the floor that starts a cat-feeding frenzy.
Later, cats making Cheshire grins at their coup de dad.
Yup, I will wait here with my black coffee guarding the pizza till the extra cheese starts to bubble.
It is also the warmest room in the house. Oh gotta go, the cheese is bubbling.
Pizza off the wood stove, onto a paper plate, just waiting for it to get a little cooler.
I will watch another episode of Burn Notice while I eat my breakfast.
It will help pass the time until it is warm enough to do other things.
It got a little warmer, my outside job was to sweep snow off the solar panels, and grab more old wood from the deck.
Next was to cut it up with a cordless saw and be ready for the -40 tonight.
While I was outside, I took a few snaps.
As soon as I got in, it started to snow on the solar panels. God has a sense of humour.
I predicted correctly, an extreme cold warning was issued for the next two days -40.
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