She wanted to cheer me up, especially with the Legal Dude gone.
What a sweet friend!
I’m on the mend—hopefully—from my cold, the teenager is feeling better and the Legal Dude comes home tomorrow.
Everything’s coming up Daffodils.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Sweetness...
These are what a friend dropped off after reading yesterday's post...
She wanted to cheer me up, especially with the Legal Dude gone.
Thanks, Caitlin!
She wanted to cheer me up, especially with the Legal Dude gone.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Flicks versus chocolate…
The Legal Dude is out of town. He left two days ago for D.C.
I’ve been fighting a cold, the first severe one since moving here.
Other than going to classes, doing coursework and taking care of the teenager (which meant getting him out of the house at 5:45 am yesterday morning for basketball practice and a 9 am game this morning) I’ve stayed put—mostly on the couch, in front of the fireplace.
The teenager had a bit of a hard morning (maybe more on that later), which left both the Legal Dude and I feeling at a loss.
With the Legal Dude gone, feeling under the weather and the teenager feeling the way he was, I teetered an eensy-weensy bit emotionally.
When feeling this way I either turn to chocolate or to movies.
Certain flicks make me smile, shed some goofy tears and just leave me feeling all over Hallmark warm and fuzzy.
Admittedly, these movies are chick flicks but, hey, they do the trick.
One of the most recent additions to my repertoire is “New in Town,” starring Renee Zellweger and Harry Connick, Jr.
Renee’s first scene in Minnesota—stepping out into the frigid windy temps—makes me hoot, as does a whole lot about this movie.
I find I can relate—to the concept of moving to an environment so totally new and foreign and yet so great one is surprised to discover they actually like living there.
In some small way, I feel this movie was made for those who willingly made some significant change in their living environment.
If you somehow missed the movie, check it out.
Even the Legal Dude enjoyed it, and it’s a much better flick than “Did you Hear About the Morgan’s,” which supposedly took place in Wyoming.
So here’s to fun movies on a cold and windy night, ‘cause it’s snowing and blowing again.
I’ve been fighting a cold, the first severe one since moving here.
Other than going to classes, doing coursework and taking care of the teenager (which meant getting him out of the house at 5:45 am yesterday morning for basketball practice and a 9 am game this morning) I’ve stayed put—mostly on the couch, in front of the fireplace.
The teenager had a bit of a hard morning (maybe more on that later), which left both the Legal Dude and I feeling at a loss.
With the Legal Dude gone, feeling under the weather and the teenager feeling the way he was, I teetered an eensy-weensy bit emotionally.
When feeling this way I either turn to chocolate or to movies.
Certain flicks make me smile, shed some goofy tears and just leave me feeling all over Hallmark warm and fuzzy.
Admittedly, these movies are chick flicks but, hey, they do the trick.
One of the most recent additions to my repertoire is “New in Town,” starring Renee Zellweger and Harry Connick, Jr.
Renee’s first scene in Minnesota—stepping out into the frigid windy temps—makes me hoot, as does a whole lot about this movie.
I find I can relate—to the concept of moving to an environment so totally new and foreign and yet so great one is surprised to discover they actually like living there.
In some small way, I feel this movie was made for those who willingly made some significant change in their living environment.
If you somehow missed the movie, check it out.
Even the Legal Dude enjoyed it, and it’s a much better flick than “Did you Hear About the Morgan’s,” which supposedly took place in Wyoming.
So here’s to fun movies on a cold and windy night, ‘cause it’s snowing and blowing again.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Meet Astro
One of my New Year adventures this year is to take riding lessons.
Today I took a step closer to beginning that adventure.
Nine year old R.N.—a friend, neighbor and the daughter of a colleague of the Legal Dude—will also be taking lessons.
So this afternoon R.N.—together with her mom and younger brother (the little tyke)—and I drove out to meet Astro and his mom.
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| Clip Art--But this horse is the color of Astro and just as handsome |
The barn where we’ll take lessons is not heated and with the severe temps, Astro’s mom decided it was too cold to ride.
But we got to touch and pet Astro and to feed him lots of treats.
First lesson is scheduled for Monday, weather permitting.
We decided on “English.”
Wanna bet who’s going become the better rider faster?
My money is on nine-year old R.N.!
FRIGID—Redux
I did NOT sign up for this.
Did you?
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| Photo of my TV (Doesn't take wind chill into account!) |
Cold, snow and (even) wind—okay.
Negative 35 degrees—okay, as long as the mercury begins to inch upwards after a few days.
But THIS!
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| One of the teachers over at the ECEC (where I was observing this morning) told me it was -65 when she woke up at 5 am! |
Geeze….
Again, I did not sign on for this!
Did you?
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Say What? It's HOW cold?
The temp this morning when we awoke was -27º with a wind chill of -47º.
The high for today will be -8, if the mercury actually reaches that high.
I believe this a first for us—the -47, not the -8.
The frigid air freezes, not only, the nose hairs, but then glues them together (sorry!) a mere second after stepping outside.
I didn’t see any kids walking to school today.
Of course I drove the teenager—he who refuses overcoat, hat or gloves—to school this morning.
Actually, he stuffed a pair of gloves in his backpack.
Hallelujah!
One tiny step forward for motherhood…
It’s off to class I go.
Please stay safe out there…
Woman with shovel—hear her roar
All this ice and frozen snow (which is different from ice) from the streets melts and bleeds onto our sidewalk, leaving a major ice floe on the corner of our lot.
I have now gone out thrice to chop it away, but alas, I am left with this...
gallons upon gallons of water just waiting to refreeze, leaving a little ice rink on the corner of our lot.
Because, alas, I'll have to keep doing it again, and again, and again...
I have now gone out thrice to chop it away, but alas, I am left with this...
gallons upon gallons of water just waiting to refreeze, leaving a little ice rink on the corner of our lot.
I am woman though—with shovel. Hear me roar...
Because, alas, I'll have to keep doing it again, and again, and again...
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