So...I woke up to a flooded cellar this morning.

 It looked like this:

Right now I've got a couple of guys pumping it out and we're hoping that the heat pump, washer and dryer and all the rest have survived their night with their little feet in the water.

It's all kind of depressing.  

Why don't we instead look at this:

This is me and two of my lovely daughters last night at the church of Saint Joseph in Annemasse.  We were just getting ready to perform at a big Christmas concert there.  Since September, the girls and I have been rehearsing for it with the Ensemble Vocale of the conservatory there. 
This year's piece was Mendelssohn's Psalm 115.
The Ensemble usually sticks to Baroque music, so it was fun to try Romantic for a change...

So, it's December and we have a bit of snow up here in the French Alps. 

Here- I'll prove it:

That's our backyard.

 Sadly, the snow didn't confine itself to that area and had to be cleared so that we could leave the house to get food and not die....

I consoled myself with the fact that shovelling is a good form of aeorbic exercise.

Luckily, I didn't have to do it all myself!

I'd been thinking of putting the Christmas lights up...but then it started dumping snow on us.
 As the weather calmed down today, I finally got it done.  There are no pictures of me doing it...but I'm sure they would have been pretty funny.... Maybe tonight I'll take a picture of the final result.