I woke up at 6:30 to the delightful surprise of JP's presence in bed with me. Generally he leaves at 4:30 a.m. to swim every morning (because he is a crazy person), so anytime I reach out and find him near me is a happy day because (1) I love a good morning snuggle, and (2) it also means it's Sunday and the pool is closed. This has thrown me off once or twice when JP has gotten a surprise midnight email that the pool is closed on a week day and I decide it's Sunday in my half-awake state and turn off my alarm and go back to sleep only to discover later that no, it's Tuesday, and I needed to be halfway to work 5 minutes ago. That actually happened last week. (It throws the kids off too; that same morning, Landon walked in the room at 7:15 only to stop in shock and ask, "Mommy, who is that in bed with you?!".)
Today I registered his presence at the same time I heard Landon cry out, "IT'S SNOWING!!!" He burst into our room calling out everywhere he could see snow- on the deck, the trees, the grass, the grill, the chairs, the cars, etc., etc.! I was tired, but it was impossible not to smile at the joy and wonder of white fluffy frozen precipitation.
Claire was, of course, skeptical.
Tex just wanted to be let back inside. He patrols the perimeter of the yard first thing every morning, but this morning he sensed the yard was secure all the way from the patio door.
The office opened late. DFW has no ability to handle snow and ice (truly, not a salt truck to be found), so the cities shut down completely for several hours. Oddly enough, the kids' school did not. JP braved the snowy roads while I settled in for an episode of the West Wing and some personal to-do's on the laptop. And then I went to work, where I FROZE and spent the day shivering and drinking hot tea in an attempt to warm up enough to type things on my computer. I never warmed up much, but it is well after midnight and I am still high on the caffeine.
I'm realizing that I am going to have very little to say in the next few weeks outside of menus, weekend goings on (another trip to the zoo this past Sunday; it was 29 degrees and we were the only ones there. It was a fabulous time that was nearly identical to the time we had the Sunday before), and the occasional indulgence in how much spousal unemployment sucks. It's also been a year since my last Q&A and I came across several emails from blog readers in the Marchish 2012 time period and I now feel overcome with guilt because in the midst of the move and new job and lack of gmail access during daytime hours I never responded to them. (So sorry emailers, the lagliv gmails sometimes gets lost amidst the day-to-day account I have them forwarded to, though I do usually try to keep up.)
Which is to say, is there anything you'd like to hear about besides frigid zoo trips and weekly menus? Unanswered questions? Stories I started but didn't finish? Let me know and I'll fit them in between posts extolling the virtues of Sprouts and its grass fed beef for bargain prices!