So, I came up with these nifty little New Year’s…suggestions, and have yet to actually follow through with any them. Let’s me just say that these were NOT resolutions. I’m here to inform you all that soon, it’s going down. I’m eager to be more faithful with my activity on here, which could either bode good or bad for you. Whichever you prefer.
Last week, we had a mega cold snap move through the
area state region entire country. It may have even moved through the entire universe, but we haven’t confirmed that yet. In short, it was cold EVERYWHERE.
Despite the beyond frigid temperatures, the children were as fearless as ever and were more than eager to get out into the snow. Cold snaps and snow showers induce sighs from moms everywhere. Because we all know what it means for us. We will have snow in our shoes, frostbitten hands and frozen children to deal with. Jerry would have been outside in the snow before breakfast if he could have been. I’m not crazy about the snow, but you do the best that you can do for your children. You do that, and this:
You delight in children that are entirely too bundled up to move freely. Then you take pictures of them when they can’t get up. And you keep them forever.
And I do mean it, Jerry would have been outside all day if he could have been. And he would have started at dawn. Fearless.
As with any meteorological anomaly, there was more than plenty of commentary on social media on the subject at hand to go around. And as it is with most newsworthy events on social media, you can also probably imagine that being slightly painful to put up with. The chatter about it was actually more annoying than the fact that it was absolutely freezing outside. It was almost like there was a secret meeting, and some people got together and decided how they could make this experience just a tiny bit worse. I’m not talking about the casual commentators, such as myself. When it’s that cold outside, everyone has a right to frown.
It was the people who lived in one place with colder temperatures than most other places, who were quick to point that fact out to everyone. They were who irked me. Because I was under the delusion that both 6 degrees and -6 degrees are really horrible things. It wasn’t like I was sunbathing when it was 9 degrees here in Maryland verses -14 in other places. It stunk for all involved.
And really, does a cold front need a name? A Polar Vortex? Really?
How about calling it an ass-chillingly-cold front? How about the Be-Careful-When-You-Sit-Down-On-The-Toilet-Seat-Because-Things-Could-Get-Bumpy cold front. Seriously, you know it’s cold when your toilet seat is like the harbinger of an icy death when you use the bathroom at 3 in the morning. Let’s hear it if you’re one of the folks that has to turn the thermostat down at night to save on the heating bill! Yay for oil heat!
We had four plumbing pipes freeze on us due to the weather. The husband spent Friday night and Saturday morning underneath of our house repairing them. We spent several days without a washing machine (yaaaay! Finally, a legitimate excuse!) and without any bathrooms (boooo!!) Needless to say, that wasn’t so fun. But it made me all the more grateful for indoor plumbing. And even more grateful for a handy husband. Especially one that is willing to crawl into dark crevices where I know spiders are lurking.
In other glorious news, taking the Christmas tree down was the highlight of my weekend!…which might indicate that I’m getting older at a rate faster than I had previously anticipated.
Other things that signify I’m getting old:
- Hey, TV Land isn’t so bad…wait…is that That 70’s Show on here??
- It’s 10:34 p.m. Time for bed. Just kidding. Bedtime was over an hour ago.
- Arthritis in my wrists – not gonna slow down on the blogging, though.
- Hey, look! It’s a Law and Order: SVU marathon!
A piece of marital wisdom – you can tell if your husband hates you or not by the way that he strings the lights on the Christmas tree. Mine, I love him, but he must really loathe me.
He does this thing where he wraps the lights around the trunk of the tree. It makes for a beautiful Christmas Tree experience to go along with your partridge in a pear tree. Not so good for the wife that has taken down the tree singlehandedly the past few years. It isn’t that Rob won’t help me, though I’m sure he’d rather not because who doesn’t prefer to not have to help take down a Christmas tree? It’s just that by about 12:01 a.m. on January 2nd, I’m ready for all remnants of our tree to be banished. I’m usually the one that snaps and gets things moving.
The tree that was decorated, and placed in the stand with care…
Was hastily stripped of all decorations with no time to spare!
In lieu of the tree, God rest its soul, the children now have a wonderfully organized play corner in our living room. This might not seem like a big deal to some, but since we have just one common living area, and a two-story home, we have always had to contend with a copious amount of toys in the living room. I have always felt kind of bad that the toys were sort of shoved out-of-the-way.
Now, I feel like the kids have a nicely organized and welcoming area to play in. Even better, now 90% of their toys now either have a specific home downstairs, or they belong upstairs. I’m not under any delusions that their toys won’t make it into the oven, my snow boots or the bathroom sink. But still, Woot, I say!
I decided to wake up extra early yesterday, – that’s a thing I’m trying to do now – and I have to say that while I’m not naturally a morning person, the day turned out better than I expected. Getting up early had me feeling productive and juiced to get the day going. It also may have helped that in the mid afternoon, I treated myself to a Hazelnut Macchiato from Starbucks. I’m hoping that this is something that can continue. Both the waking up early and the Starbucks drinks!
But you should probably check back in with me in a few weeks to see if I have kept it up!
That’s been our last few weeks. In closing, I will be back. And hopefully, posting more than ever. You’re welcome. Hoping for warmer days for all of you!