Well, apparently it's coming...

Well after multiple text alerts, it appears that Snowmageddon 2016 #1 is on its way to East Tennessee. The hub and our girls are set to leave for Resurrection, a big youth conference that the kids live for every year, about 4 hours after the snow is supposed to hit and cover the land. My girls are in a panic that their weekend will be ruined. I am worried that if their weekend is cancelled that mine will then be ruined(Ha). School has apparently been cancelled again tomorrow since the monster storm will hit before school is out and that snow and ice are still on the back roads. When you live around here, back roads are hilly and curvy and terrifying. I get it. I'll let you know how it turns out.










Night all.
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I guess it worked!

Well, school got canceled last night before any snow even arrived and when I woke up at 3am, there was NO snow on the ground. I feared that we would have a repeat of a few years ago. They called school the night before and nothing happened. After that, the administration erred on the complete opposite side to where we really shouldn't have been going to school and we were. Poor people are damned if they do and damned if they don't. Anyway, when the hub got up to get ready for work there was a dusting of snow on the yard and a little bit more on the street. The kids got up, we ate waffles that goofed and then it started coming down with a little more purpose. By the time we suited up and got outside, it was was really coming down. What followed was a day of snowball fights and sledding and snow cream and more sledding and snow dogs and cookie delivery and more sledding. The hub and I even took a few runs ourselves even if the getting up from the ground gets a little less fun every time. We'll be feeling it tomorrow.

Night, friends. I'm tired.






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Will it or won't it

Right now, children all over the county are in various states of superstitious snow prep in response to the recent weather reports. My son buzzed right into the house with a long to do list. Our Wisconsin relatives have discussed this with us before that they were not aware of the different things children and snow loving parents need to do to "tempt" snow into these parts. I get it. When they don't have to wonder whether or not they will have a snow-less season, these important steps are not required. So, for those of you who live in snow country and are unfamiliar with the "proper steps", I will give you the checklist.

1. Ice cubes go in the toilets. It is up for debate as to how many cubes go in but, as evidenced by how many the boy kept carrying out of the kitchen, I would say quantity is a bonus.

2. Spoons under pillows, well, the pillows in your bed. Our picnic stash of plastic ware is significantly depleted now. Apparently more is better in that department, too. We could probably have an ice cream party just in the G and the boy's room from their stash alone. Not sure the significance, but whatever.

3. White crayons in the freezer. Yeah, they just get weirder for sure. Snow=white and in the freezer=cold. But the blasted crayons are in there...right between the ice cream and boo boo bunny cubes.

4. Lastly, at least in our house, is your bedtime wardrobe. Pajamas must be inside out and backwards. This is not nearly as fun as it might sound. Especially if buttons are involved...not good. I won't go into the time that one of the children decided to wear the fleece footed onesie pajamas inside out and backward. Just that it involved a middle of the night wake up call for assistance in the bathroom. Yeah.

I hope we get some snow days this year. Last year's snow days brought with them some of the best memories that we will keep forever...even if I did almost break my leg going entirely too fast down the hill on an old school sled. Good times.

Night all.




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Ugh and hack and ugh and hack

I have dodged bullets for long enough and finally got hit with the itchy throat and cough and yuck one. The hub is on his way to the Kroger right now to try and prove or disprove the rumor that Blue Bell ice cream is back in town, so he is picking up some meds for me that will hopefully work. Until then, I am going to boil myself in the shower and hope to get unchilled before bedtime. I must share, however, before I start the bedtime process. I took the kids shopping today for a little bit to get out of the house. I needed to get a wedding gift and they had some Christma money burning holes in their pockets. At a popular store with a bullseye as its symbol, they decided to spend their own money on foofy blended beverages from a popular drink place based out of the Pacific Northwest that ruffled a bunch of people's feathers with their unholy holiday cups. Anyhoo, the girls made their purchases and I was helping the boy make his choice of a NO coffee beverage. One of the college aged employees came out of the bathroom chewing his nails, which already grossed me out a bit, and was headed straight towards making someone's order when he spit the nail piece out of his mouth onto the area with clean blenders and flavorings and open stuff. I let out an audible gasp and the lady next to me shot me a dirty look. Another employee handed the boy his drink and I struggled with the choice as to what to do if anything. I ended up calling the store in the parking lot and explaining in a very polite manner the situation. The manager or floor person or first poor soul they grabbed listened and "I'll take care of it. Thanks. Click.". I was a little annoyed by that. I would be horrified at the potential of serving a white mocha nail chunk-a-chino, but whatever. C'est la vie.

Enjoy that story as you sip a soothing beverage before bed or over your morning bagel. I'm kind of skeeved out.

Night all.


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Cooking class

The kids and I have been watching "Worst Cooks in America" on the Food Network and have been taking notes. I've messed in the kitchen since I was a mere pup and the kids have as well. Some enjoy it and are a lot more at home than others, but they try their best. Today S wanted to make dinner and really wanted some potato soup which sounded really good on a cold kind of "meh" day such as today. There were a few mishaps and I turned into Ann or Bobby from the show to talk about keeping the cook station neat or making their cuts uniform. She tasted as she went so as not to overseason, but to add just the right amount. The soup was quite tasty and hearty and we all wanted to lick our bowls clean, but used our manners and did not. Cooking school was fun today, but I am tired and ready to get out of the kitchen. Alas, they found a dessert involving Nutella, pound cake and the panini maker, so we are in for gourmet delights in a little bit. I think I'll let the hub supervise that one.

Night all.


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May the force be with you...and also with you

Just came home from my 7 year old cousin's Star Wars birthday party. It was a wild and fun time. The themed snacks and drinks and decorations were great. The pool noodle light sabers were the hit of the party and the kids beat the crap out of each other all evening. The kids were cracking me up as they were showing the church rituals they couldn't quite break out of for the party. "May the force be with you!" said one of the kids. Mine and one other shouted, "And also with you!". Leave it to the Catholics and Methodists to bring some responsive reading in there. It was funny. We are now home and trying to get warm as the building was a bit drafty. I think I could boil myself in a pot on the stove and it wouldn't be warm enough at this point. What I wouldn't give for the electric blanket and Granny-made flannel pajamas of my youth. Bliss.

Going to snuggle up with a child and hope for the best.

Night all.


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Night with my oldest

I am currently sitting on the couch in my pjs watching The Office with my oldest. We rarely get chances like this anymore. She's getting older and more solitary in her ways around this house. I am grateful for this time and I am not going to waste it.

I will say I got to eat lunch with the boy and spend some time with him. He was excited to see me there. That kid is something.



He got to watch a magic show by his favorite magician as a reward at school. Our friend Ed is truly the most interesting man in the world, at least in our opinion. He can do everything and anything. The boy got to be an assistant for one trick. Beyond thrilled:



Night all. Gonna go laugh at Dwight with my girl.
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