Snow Days

I love snow days. Always have. When you wake up to see freshly fallin snow, the sound of the big plow, the thoughts of staying my jammies all day, listening to the radio in hopes of hearing your district announcing a cancelation. Not much has changed in 30 years. I still love snow days but with a slight variaton on the theme. I still love looking out the window at the winter white landscape. I still stay in my jammies - one of the pleasures of being able to work from home. Only now as a 40 something I crawl back in bed for an extra few Zzzz's before I begin my day and thankfully I can convince my lil'g to do the same.
Snow days are a day for simmering applesauce on the stove, curling up in a quilt, or building forts in the middle of the living room. Right now we have 2 forts in the house. They may look a little messy from the outside but crawl in and you will be amazed how wonderful they look from the inside.
Not everyone feels this way about snow days. I could list off a pile of complaints but complaining isn't going to make the snow go away. And if the schools didn't close we'd complain about the safety of our kids. Can't win with some. So I say embrace, peel some apples, grab the blankets and build a fort. Another storm is coming.

... approx. 15cm of snow is on it's way.

coming out of my slumber

Beep Beep Beep. slam. crash. I knock the hand cream, my journal and pen off of my night stand as I try to find the snooze button in the dark. One eye open, I see the mess I have made. I must have been in a deep sleep because the clock says it is 7:15am and it was set to go off at 6:55am. I'm surprised Grant hasn't grumbled yet.
I throw back the sheets and swing my feet around, grab my robe and try to find the energy to stand up. If I don't get moving soon lil'g will be late for school. The only thing motivating me is the idea that I will be back in bed in 1 hour. That's right. As soon as I get back from dropping lil'g off at school I am crawling back in bed to catch a couple more hours of precious sleep.
The smell of breakfast cooking works it's way through my senses. Perking me up ever so slightly. I must resist. It's cold outside, I better start the car, get it warmed up and the snow cleared off. Brrr, my bed is going to feel so warm and cosy and only 20 mins away. We head to school. It is a beautiful morning. The sun is beginning to make an appearance over the eastern landscape. The crisp air fills my lungs. I pull into the school yard as the bell is ringing. Phew. Made it, just in time. Now to get back home and back to dream land.
I kick my boots off as I hang my coat and hat and shake the cold air off of me. By the time I am in the kitchen I am fully awake and thinking there is no way I can go back to sleep now. Great. I am awake. Might as well put a pot of coffee on and get the day started.

Get Lost

Today was a self indulgent day. The last couple of weeks have been draining. We all slept in and were lazy most of the morning. Lil 'g had received some money for Christmas and it was burning a hole in her pocket so I thought I would take her to the mall and try to take advantage of the Boxing Day Sales. The sales were crazy good. I treated myself to a Kobo. I had been researching them for a month and debating whether to go Kobo or go Kindle. I know you are probably thinking why not go with the iPad, well price for one, I have a great computer, and I am not into apps.

The Kobo has been sold out for weeks before Christmas. A bit of restock arrived just in time for the Boxing Week Sales, they had 7 left when I got to Indigo! today. I didn't bother getting one put aside because I still was not sure if I was going to make the investment. So Lil'g  and I browsed a bit. When I got to the checkout and said I would like one, "we are sold out" was the reply. In one hour, 5 days after Christmas they sold 7? Nope, make that 6, there was one left and I got it. And since I left my current read at my inlaws I am stuck for a book. Not anymore, I have 100 classic titles to choose from that came preloaded on my little kobo. So many to choose from, I don't know where to begin. I have decided to begin with Dracula and am loving it.
Will I give up hardcovers? Probably not but the kobo is so convenient. I can take it with me to the doctors office which I am required to sit for 30 mins once a month (the staff always ask what I am reading this month). It will be great to take on the plane when I go to St. John's and Toronto too.

I love getting lost in a good book. I am hoping I will have more time in 2011 to do just that.

There is no time for sadness Mama

I am not going into details on such a public place but we lost a very special person the Christmas. My father in law died Dec 15th. It was a complete shock. I am very sad and cannot express the sorrow I feel. We brought Grant's mom back to our house for Christmas. We are going through the motions but it doesn't feel like Christmas, until you talk to my 10 yr old.
As I tucked my precious daughter into bed on Christmas Eve I got sad - that's what happens,waves of grief and sadness pour over me - and I shed a few tears on her pillow. Lil'g patted me on the shoulder and said "there is no time for sadness tomorrow Mama." So right and so young. I went to bed reminded that Christmas is a day of joy and celebration. It wasn't the same but we had a good day and made same great memories.