It’s Friday! You can do a Happy Dance, now. The week is over. Finally. Friday’s are jam-packed full of fun with Mrs. 4444’s leading the charge with Friday Fragments, RxBambi leads the charge with Happy Hour, and Ann leads the charge with VGNO. I’ve been hit-and-miss hopping around the blogosphere the last couple of weeks what with my headache-inducing ongoing computer issues, but I’m going to make a point to do some major catch up this weekend – in between shoveling snow.
Unless you live under a rock, you probably are well aware or heard that the Groundhog saw his shadow on Tuesday. Or, I guess if you live under a rock with the groundhog, you probably already knew all about the conspiracy of him planning to see his shadow. Which means 6 more weeks of winter.
Isn’t that whole thing kind of like an oxymoron? I mean, the actual first day of spring is March 20th, which is about 6 weeks after Groundhog Day, so we technically won’t be getting 6 more weeks of winter. Unless the groundhog is talented enough to somehow be able to manipulate planetary mechanics and change the earth’s revolution around the sun to make spring show up later or earlier than March 20th. Something to ponder.
Speaking of Winter, we’re going to be in the throes of a major storm starting this afternoon and continuing through tomorrow. Our area most likely will see at least 24 inches of snow. Two feet! And where we’re at, we might see more than that. Princess Nagger is of course thrilled at the prospect, I’m happy that it will finally cover up the muddy mess the dogs have made of our backyard during the abnormal warmth and rain we had for a couple of weeks and brighten things up with a winter wonderland instead of drab gray and brown. Hubby, on the other hand, is cranky less than thrilled at the impending hours of shoveling we’ll have to endure.
We’re regretting not seriously looking into having our long driveway paved or black-topped so we could actually get a fun toy snow blower. Unfortunately you can’t snow-blow gravel unless you want to risk flying rocks. Or jamming the snow blower. Our neighbors will probably be laughing at us (again) as they snow blow and plow their driveways and get it done long before our last shovel full is finished.
It’s going to be harder to keep ‘under control’ this time since the heaviest snow fall may occur overnight. I doubt I’ll be able to convince hubby to shovel in the dead of night. I doubt I’ll be that proactive myself. I’ll have to stick close to home today in case it starts snowing around noon like those that are they are calling whomever they call for the snow – if it does start fast and furious, Princess Nagger’s school may send them all home early.
The Christmas tree is still standing tall and proud in my living room. I’ve been so busy with trying to fix my computer and blog code and making wine and chocolate covered cherries that I’ve ignored the looming job of dismantling the ginormous tree. I probably should think about doing that today, since the ground is now frozen so I won’t be walking through squishy mud in front of the shed. I have to move some stuff out of the shed to get to the Christmas tree box that’s stashed in the back – hubby moved some stuff out of the Summer House into the shed in a disorganized fashion, so it’ll be up to me to reorganize and make the Christmas decor ‘side’ accessible again. Nothing like creating more work for me.
OK, I’ve thought about it. I said I should think about it, so I’ve thought about it. The tree is staying for now. Princess Nagger wants to decorate it for Valentine’s Day, so I think I’ll let her do just that. And since hubby filled the shed willy nilly and didn’t listen to me asking him to keep at least a pathway to where I store the Christmas decor, he’s just going to have to live with the tree residing in the living room for a bit longer. It’s too damn cold to spend a couple of hours outside reorganizing his mess before I can get to work putting the tree away, so maybe next time he’ll listen to me.
Why do people specifically feel the need to stock up on bread, milk and eggs when there’s a storm coming? Is there a special “storm french toast” you’re supposed to make that I’m unaware of?
Princess Nagger Conversation of the Week:
PN: “Are you going to do a load of laundry tonight?”
Me: “I hadn’t thought about it, why?”
PN: “Because I put a little Pegasus in my pocket, and now I can’t find it.”
Me: “Don’t worry, if I do a load of laundry, I’ll check your pockets first.”
PN: “I already checked the big pockets and the pockets in the back, and it’s not therrrrrrrrrrrre!!” (dramatic whining commences)
Me: “OK, well, did it maybe fall out while you were at school?”
PN: “I don’t knooooooowwwwwwww!”
Me: “Well, if I do a load of laundry tonight, I’ll double check your pockets.”
PN: “Just promise me you won’t do laundry tonight, OK?”
Me: “Um, OK, if that will make you feel better, I won’t do a load of laundry tonight.”
PN: “Just promise me you will not do laundry tonight!”
Me: “I promise I will not do laundry tonight.”
PN: “Do you promise not to do laundry?”
Me: “Hello?! Yes! OK! I PROMISE.”
PN: “Whew! OK, goodnight Mama.”
Me: “Goodnight, Silly Goose – we’ll look for your Pegasus tomorrow.”
PN: “Remember, you promised not to do laundry tonight!”
Me: “Don’t worry, I won’t forget – it’s one less thing I’ll have to do before I go to bed!”
Update: Thursday evening Princess Nagger proudly shoved the little Pegasus in my face grinning from ear to ear…
PN: “Look! I found it!”
Me: “Excellent! Where was it?”
PN: “It was in my mini backpack the whole time!!”
Me: “Wait, when did you put it in your mini backpack?”
PN: “I don’t remember, but I found it! You can go ahead and do laundry now.”
And now, time for Happy Hour!
- I’m happy that our impending snow storm will happen over the weekend instead of during the week so none of us will have to go out driving in it.
- I’m happy that because of the impending snow hubby’s work thing for Saturday morning was postponed so we’ll be able to sleep in.
- I’m happy that I already have milk, bread and eggs in the fridge so I won’t have to elbow through the panicked crowds at the store today.
- I’m happy that Princess Nagger found her Pegasus so we wouldn’t have whining in a dramatic fashion.
If you’re just hanging out at home on Friday night (and blogging), feel free to join in on Ann’s Virtual Girl’s Night Out (boys are welcome, too!)