A glorious Memorial Day weekend at the cabin—felt like time stopped for a few days before returning to the end-of-school-year maelstrom.
We came downstairs this morning to discover the following scene in the kitchen:
The note reads:
Dear Griffin, Maggie, Oliver, Andrew, and Sarah,
I’m the ROSE! The baking elf. We’re going to make Pannakukken!
From: Rose
So that’s exactly what we did.

While looking out the window at the fog and drizzle pooling on last week’s snow, Griffin confided:
Rainy days don’t make me feel gloomy;
they make me feel snug.
I braved the vortex this morning to walk to a local supermarket (less than two miles round trip). In the end, to my surprise, I overdid the layers. I was hot and sweaty when I got home. The only real challenge was my face. I brought goggles, but the wind wasn’t blowing hard enough to justify them. In the end, I just pulled up my neck warmers and that was fine. Moisture control is a pain, though, with every breath creating crackling ice.

Definitely the coldest I’ve ever seen in the Twin Cities. Raw temp is -30°F; wind chill is -52.

I saw this explanation of the “Polar Vortex” on the MPR News Updraft blog yesterday:

Apparently our winter has tired of my mockery. Thus far it has been a toothless sham — moderate temperatures with little snow. As often as not, I’ve walked to work in my summer shoes.
All of that is changing this week. The kids’ school (along with all nearby public school districts) closed yesterday due to snow and will remain closed through Wednesday. My school, generally loathe to close, is closed today and tomorrow. Thursday is unknown at this point.

This is all due to the latest polar vortex that’s bringing a mass of arctic air down from Canada. Raw air temps aren’t all that crazy (we see a few days pushing -20 most years), but the winds will be increasing dramatically, creating some insane wind chill values. As someone who walks to work, I can attest to the fact that the wind is the most important factor that I consider when planning my layers. When temps are below zero, even a moderate wind in your face is basically a show-stopper without face and eye protection.

When we got up this morning, it wasn’t so bad. Cold, but safe enough if you’re properly dressed.

I’ll post updates later to see what actually happens out there.
Email from one of my students working on an audio-recording project this weekend:
I’m feeling a little under the weather and did my narration. I heard it back and I sound like a cat being choked. Is there a way to fix that?
We celebrated Oliver’s birthday a bit early this year because we’ll be up at the cabin on the actual day, and we wanted to celebrate with Grandma Pam and Grandpa Jeff. We enjoyed a birthday brunch together featuring a fabulous spiced squash cake that everybody loved except for Oliver. (He ate about half the scrambled eggs instead.) Pictures below followed by two short video clips.
Blowing out his candle (and some very sour grapefruit!):
Opening Maggie’s gift:
Update: We took the following picture on the 25th at the cabin:
