You might end up with it. That’s something my mom said to us a lot when we were growing up. I didn’t really understand what it meant when I was a kid, but I understand it now. I wished for snow and cold weather . . . and I got it. I really should have watched what I wished for this time.
I was sick of the warm weather and the muddy swampy mess in my back yard and I wished that winter would get here already. Well, it’s here. Arrived late Saturday afternoon. Brought cold temperatures and snow. It was 28 degrees when I got up at 5:30 this morning. It’s 18 degrees here now and, with the wind chill, it feels like it’s 2 degrees. It’s supposed to get colder tonight with wind chills below zero. We’ve had flurries and snow showers every day. Yes, I’m happy that the mud in the yard is frozen. Yes, I’m happy that Luci and Blacky can go outside and play to their hearts content – or until Hubby or I think they’ve been outside too long and they need to come in to get warm – without getting covered in mud. Yes, I’m very happy that the snow hasn’t been significant enough to cause problems on the road for my drive to and from work every day. I really shouldn’t be surprised. It seems like the last week in January is always the coldest of the winter season.
I just didn’t know that my wish for winter weather was going to include me getting a cold. I think I picked up the germ on Saturday when I was outside playing fetch with the doggies. It was 40 degrees Saturday afternoon. The sun was shining and the dogs wanted Mommy to go out and play with them. You know me, I can’t resist those pretty brown eyes. Silly me went outside to play fetch with the doggies and didn’t wear a coat. In my defense, though, I wasn’t out for very long and I had on my heavy boots, long johns and jeans, and a sweatshirt/turtleneck combo. We had a good time romping and running in the back yard. How was I to know that I was going to pick up some horrible germ that’s making me miserable now?
Since I got exactly what I wished for, I won’t complain. Just remind me of this the next time I make a wish. Excuse me . . . I need a tissue. . . and some hot chocolate.
(I tried to post this yesterday, but my computer was giving me fits. Sorry it’s a day late!)
Ever since I discovered I can listen to XM radio online, I rarely turn on the radio here in my office. I’m having too much fun finding new and different stuff to listen to on XM. I know that I’m dangerously close to sounding like a commercial, but I can’t help it. I’m a serious channel flipper so I’ve gotten to listen to a whole lot of different music this week. In honor of the Thursday Thirteen, here’s a list of some of what I’ve listened to this week. . . .
· New Kids on the Block – The Right Stuff (Oh, c’mon. Don’t be ashamed to admit you listened to them back in the day.)
· The Partridge Family – I Think I Love You (I listened to it and sang along . . . but not very loud because I didn’t want the boss to laugh at me!)
· Lynyrd Skynyrd – Sweet Home Alabama (Played immediately after "I Think I Love You" on the 70’s channel. Talk about variety!)
· Pink Floyd – Comfortably Numb (It’s Pink Floyd. You have to listen to Pink Floyd. For those of us in my age group, it’s a law somewhere.)
· Dolly Parton – Why’d You Come In Here (Listening to Dolly is one of my guilty pleasures.)
· Jerry Reed – When You’re Hot, You’re Hot (What can I say? I like classic country.)
· Shaun Cassidy – Da Do Run Run (Teenybopper junior high flashback)
· Cher – Half Breed (Cher was little sister’s favorite singer when we were growing up. They play lots of Cher stuff on the 70’s channel.)
· The Ramones – I Want To Be Sedated (I’ve always liked this song. Maybe I’m weirder than I think.)
· Music from "Oklahoma" (They have a station that only plays show tunes! When I saw they were playing "Oklahoma", I just HAD to listen. It was worth it!)
· Music from "Jersey Boys" (Had to see what all the fuss about Jersey Boys is about.)
· Bing Crosby/Andrews Sisters – Don’t Fence Me In (What can I say, I like listening to the 40’s channel every now and again.)
· Morris Albert – Feelings (I only listened to it for a minute or two. It’s still annoying even after all these years.)
The boss isn’t here today so I can sing along to my heart’s content. Makes it little easier to deal with the boring year-end financial reports that I’m dealing with today.
Hubby and I have been together for about 25 years now and married for 22 of those years. We both have a rather strange sense of humor. We’ve always said that it’s a good thing that we ended up with each other because we don’t think that anybody else would understand (or appreciate) our strange sense of humor.
Sometimes he can’t find the right word for whatever he’s trying to tell me and he’ll come up with some completely off the wall word or phrase that makes absolutely no sense and doesn’t have anything to do with whatever it is that he’s trying to tell me. The really strange thing is that I usually understand exactly what he’s trying to say. Of course, I get a serious fit of the giggles when I explain to him that he really meant to use some other word or phrase to get his point across.
One of those "you figure it out" episodes happened today. It might not seem so funny to everybody, but I thought it was so funny that I started laughing and couldn’t stop. I’ve been giggling about it all day.
I was getting ready to leave for work this morning when Hubby started giving me funny looks. I asked him what was wrong and he asked if I had used a "dork wand" to do my hair this morning. Dork wand? What the heck is a dork wand? He said that my hair looked funny. What do you mean funny? Funny – like it looks like a wig. What the heck?! I went into the bathroom and, sure enough, I used too much hairspray and now had helmet hair. I can’t go to work looking like this! Once I realized what he had said and what he meant to say it struck me so funny that I started laughing and couldn’t stop. I was laughing so hard that I had trouble combing through my hair to get rid of some of the extra hairspray. I finally got the problem solved and went back downstairs for one final inspection. Hubby gave me a thumbs up and off I went to work.
Before I left, though, I asked him what exactly was a dork wand. His explanation is that a dork wand is something you use to make yourself look like a dork. I explained that when my hair looks like a wig it’s called helmet hair and not a dork wand.
Bless his heart, he really does mean well. I have to give him credit for not wanting me to go out in public looking like a dork. Heaven only knows how his brain comes up with some of the words that he uses.
For a change, the weather geeks were right. We got between 3 and 4 inches of snow yesterday. It was just starting when I got up with the doggies at 6:30 yesterday morning. They were the really fine little flakes that you don’t think are going to amount to much of anything, so I didn’t get too excited about it and went back to bed. Imagine my surprise when those fine little flakes stopped four hours later and we had some real snow.
It was just enough to give Hubby a snow day from his Sunday bowling league. Unfortunately, he didn’t find out about it until after we had shoveled the sidewalk and cleaned off his truck. At least that was one less thing we had to do this morning before we left for work. So we snuggled on the couch, watched TV, read the paper, and waited for the football games to start. Okay, Hubby sat on the couch all day and watched TV. . . in addition to my TV watching/couch snuggling, I did the laundry and went outside to play in the snow with the doggies.
As happy as I was to finally see some snow, the dogs were 100 times more excited to see the snow. We got up for the day about 8 a.m. By that time we had about a couple of inches on the ground. Blacky jumped off those deck stairs like he was a little puppy. He was the first one to find a tennis ball and proceeded to run up and down the yard – with Luci right behind him. Luci wasn’t quite sure what to make of all the stuff on the ground. The last real snowfall we had was last year about this time and she was only 4 months old then. She couldn’t decide what to do first – chase Blacky, eat the snow off the deck, dig for a tennis ball, or catch the snowflakes as they fell. She tried to do all three at once and ended up running around in circles for about five minutes. This went on every time they went outside yesterday.
So, I’m a happy girl. I got the snow that I’ve been waiting for. It came on a Sunday so I didn’t have to worry about driving to or from work in it. The roads were clear in time for me to drive to work this morning. And the best part is . . . I got to spend quality time with both Hubby and the dogs.
If it hadn’t been for all that darn laundry I had to do yesterday, it would have been a perfect day. . . .
The weather geeks are predicting a "plowable" snow for tomorrow. I think "plowable" means something a little more substantial than the flakes we had a couple of days ago. The prediction is 1 to 3 inches of snow to start tomorrow morning about 7 a.m. Neither Hubby or I believe that they are telling the truth – they’ve lied to us several times already about snow and all we get is rain or some puny flakes.
Even though we don’t believe the weather geeks, we are getting prepared for a "plowable" snow. If they’re right, we don’t want to be caught unprepared. We found the snow shovels. I stocked up on salt for the front walk and special doggie friendly ice melting stuff for the back deck. Hey, that wooden deck is slicker than snot when it snows. Don’t want anybody to fall off the deck. We bought this special stuff that won’t hurt the deck and won’t hurt little doggie feet last year and haven’t had a chance to see if it’s worth the small fortune I paid for it. I even did a quick run to the store to stock up on some necessities . . . milk, eggs, dog food.
All we have to do now is wait . . .
Last night was the big event. I finally got the highlights/lowlights done. And Hubby is thrilled with how it turned out. When I walked in the door last night, his face lit up like a little kid on Christmas morning. The first words he said to me were, "Wow. You look so much younger!" Okay, probably not the best thing to say but I was happy that he liked how my hair turned out. Since this is something I’m doing for him, it was important to me that he like the results. He even followed me into the kitchen so that he could get a better look.
And how do I feel about it? I’ll be honest and say that it’s gonna take some getting used to. I’ve spent my whole life as a blonde so it’s strange to look in the mirror and see brown hair instead of the blonde/gray mix that was there yesterday. I love the color. It’s beautiful. Nice light brown with a little mixture of gray and golden brown highlights. It’s just a little strange to see my face in the mirror with that color of hair on my head.
Overall, I think it’s pretty cool. Don’t tell Hubby, but I’m kind of glad that he pushed so hard for me to do this.
Yes! Finally! Snow in Ohio. It’s only a little bit of a dusting on the grass and the rooftops, but it’s snow. And I’m a happy girl.
We’ve had 4 inches of rain since Friday night and I’m sick of rain. I’m sick of mud. I’m sick of being stuck in the house because the backyard is a swampy mess. Even poor Luci and Blacky are tired of being stuck in the house. When I let them out last night after I got home from work, they ran off the deck and ran up and down the yard. They couldn’t believe that it had finally stopped raining. I changed out of my work clothes and played fetch with them for the first time in days. It was a lot of fun. I couldn’t believe the amount of mud on my boots and pant legs . . . but it was worth it just to see them running through the yard. Okay, Luci was running through the yard, Blacky wasn’t running but was barking at her (and me to hurry up and throw the tennis ball), and I was just standing there in the mud watching them.
I’m sick of moping the kitchen floor and the mud room floor every other day. I’ve given up on the Clorox Ready Mop stuff for now. It’s just too expensive when you’re going through a box of 16 mop pads and a bottle of cleaning fluid every week. Believe it or not, the best way to get the floor totally clean is the old fashioned way – getting on my hands and knees using a bucket of Pine-sol water and a sponge. Let me tell you, you haven’t lived until you’ve mopped a floor on your hands and knees with a 16 month old puppy "helping" you.
I’m sick of wiping doggie feet every time they go outside to potty. Oh, and then there’s the number of towels that I’ve "donated" to the cause of muddy doggie feet. I’m going to check out the January white sales just to replace some of the towels. To be honest, though, I’ve had some of those towels since Hubby and I got married in 1984. It’s probably way past time to get some new towels.
The weather guys have been predicting these snow showers for the past few days and, to be honest, I thought they were going to be wrong (again!) and the snow would end up being more rain. As of right now, it seems like they were actually right. We have some snow showers and are expecting maybe an inch of total accumulation. Okay, everyone, you can stop laughing now. I know that an inch of snow isn’t anything compared to what some of the country has had to deal with, but you gotta understand that right now I’m looking at a swamp for a back yard. At least the snow will help cover the mud for a little while. And the cold temperatures will freeze the mud so it won’t keep getting tracked into the house. Hopefully I’ll get a couple days break from the mud.
So, tell me, how pathetic is it for me to be this excited about an inch of snow?