Shocked

Life has a way of moving....and moving rather quickly at that.  I started this blog about a year ago.  I had just had baby number four.  My mother-in-law came up to the frigid North from the warm South to take care of Q-T when I went back to work.  One night I was dinkin' around on the computer and thought, "I think I 'll start a blog." 

My mother-in-law was watching me from across the room, asked me what I was doing, so I filled her in.  I had to explain what a blog was..but she got the idea.  She asked me, "Well, what are you going to blog about?"

I consider myself one of the lucky ones and think I have an amazing mother-in-law and we get along extremely well.

I looked at her and replied, rather dryly, "My crazy mother-in-law who has come to spend two months with us!"  Luckily, I can joke around with her like that and she knows I'm joking. 

I blogged and I blogged and I blogged.  I love blogging.  I love looking at everything as if it is a story to tell.

My last blog was dated in August 2009....then school started (I am a teacher...and I have four kids....so things get a little busy around here) and just couldn't seem to find the time to chronicle my stories anymore. 

Even though I don't make resolutions...I never keep them so why set myself up for failure...I told myself that I was going to get back my blog this year.

Here was the shocking part.....at least to me.  When my hiatus started in August, I had about 500 hits.  Sunday, I logged back on, and saw that I have had over 11,000+ hits in four months!!!!  Not only that, but I have/had three followers. (Not sure if they are still following me.  Kind of hard to follow someone who hadn't been blogging.  If you have kept the faith in me these past four months and are still a follower, please say "hi"....if you just stumbled upon this, "Welcome and hope you come back!")

My stories aren't that great.  Not sure why I do it other than for the mere fact that I simply enjoy it.  It's my ME time.  Didn't think anyone was reading this other than my very own mother.....and I beg her to read it.  (Thanks Mom!  You're the best!)  You can always count on your parents for their support.....or maybe she's just humoring me???????  Hmmm!

Well, it's a "school night" and I have stayed up way past my bed time.......so good night all.  Thanks for letting me step into your life,  and thanks for stepping into mine.

Ya'll come back soon now, ya hear!

S

What I don't like about living in the city.

Tuesday is trash day.  It is really important that we make sure we haul our trash bin to the end of the driveway every Tuesday.....a family of 6 creates a whole "lotta" trash!

Yesterday, like many, I had the day off so today seems like Monday.  I will be "off" a day all week...the only pleasantness, if that is a word, in that is that Friday will come early for me.  When we have a long weekend, either I, or my husband, forget that it is really Tuesday/Trash Day.

Not the case for today.  The bin made it to the end of the drive way...thanks to my husband, but before we left, I found some additional items that needed to be put out.  I took one step out of the garage, and no I didn't fall!!!!  I literally slid to the end of the drive way.

Here's the problem.  Our drive way has a slight incline, and I couldn't walk back up the stupid thing!  I made it about half way.....then promptly slid back down.

Two things I didn't like about this.  1)  I was already late for work.  2)  I just knew the neighbors were having a good laugh at my inability to walk back up my very own drive way......normally a task one doesn't think about.

After about 10 minutes, I did make back to the garage but not before falling in the snow.   I have never appreciated non skid surfaces more than I did at that moment.

What I don't like about living in the city is that you can't make a fool out of yourself, out in plain sight and in your drive way,  without everyone on your street seeing you!!!!  (You know every neighborhood has it's very own Mrs. Kravitz.)

Thanks for letting me share my embarrassing moment of the day!
S

Winter

As I sloshed my way from my parents house, in the country, to the highway....(so happy that I have 4-wheel drive)....I am so thankful that I live in the part of the country that I do.

Even with all the snow, the mud, and the muck....I love it.

Yes, four months out of the year are devoted to winter. And right now we are in the middle of one of the snowiest winters we have had in 10 years. Yes, it does get bitterly cold, and those who know me, know that I am not a cold weather person. But in the end I wouldn't trade one cold, snowy day for ANYTHING!

If I didn't live where I do.....I wouldn't wake up to this....

Or this......
For the last three days we have been living in a fog.....literally. And it has been cold enough for it to be a "freezing fog" so it clings to everything. Absolutely beautiful!


I think this winter will go down in history as Dew and Chi-Chi's favorite winter.
They have played in this wonderland almost everyday. Those faint lines are the screen. I took this picture from the warmth of my living room. Did I mention that I am NOT a cold weather person????

And if I didn't live where I do I couldn't do this:

Before.........
After.......



Before......

After....In just a few short months we have this to look forward to.....but for now I am enjoying the place where I am at.

Hope you are all enjoying the beauty of winter.

S