Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Today in Northern Indiana we were waylaid by our first blanket of the white stuff. I, unlike most, am thrilled by this. Every year I pray for a beautiful, white month of December. Most of this month is usually damp, dreary, and depressing- I would much rather it be pretty, white, and bright. It's much better for the morale, in my opinion. I, however, know that I am in the minority with this view. I LOVE snow! December and January should be cold and covered in snow- after January, it can all GO AWAY! I realize I am a SAHM, and that I am not required to leave the house, so this contributes to my joy as a result of the flakes that melt. As a child I had such a euphoric feeling when I heard or saw my schools name listed in the delays or cancellations. I remember feeling like this break in the daily schedule was enough to keep me going for the rest of the season- the same holds true for me today. I guess it's that holding on to the childhood excitement of the first snow that reminds me that there are still some things in life that remain full of wonder. Kind of helps you forget all those adult things we deal with on a daily basis like bills, laundry, cleaning, and whatnot, and reminds us to just sit in awe of mother nature's ability to blanket the land with beauty. I am thankful for this childlike view of snow that I cling to every winter. And those of you that don't enjoy it, please don't spoil it for the rest of us- give us this one happiness, at least until the end of January.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Sunday is not my favorite day of the week. It has always felt, to me, like a catch-up day. Catch- up on the laundry, catch- up on the cleaning, cooking, yard work, etc. To my husband, it has always been a sit on the couch and not move day. To the kids, it's just another day. When I used to work outside the home, it was the day before my return to the grind, usually spent whining about how much I didn't want to go back the next day. These days I don't have that same sense of dread. I would now call it just plain old boring. I'm not sure what I expect it to hold for me. Something fun to top off the week and usher in the new. Monday through Wednesday are usually school days solely. Thursday and Friday are our "busy" days. We have library activities, field trips, Girl Scouts, and grocery these days. We don't have much time for TV, until the evening these days. Watching the boob tube all day is not my idea of a good time. In my husbands defense, this is the way he winds down, after having usually worked 6 days in a row. I understand this need to veg, but it makes my mind numb. I can only stand so much of it. Weekdays when we home school, the TV isn't even turned on, unless I allow some Wii play after the school day is done, and I revel in the silence. I don't miss it at all. Today my husband is at his parents house with my youngest, helping install a deadbolt- on his only day off, and he has been gone 4 or so hours. So, here I am, spending my Sunday watching, on a TV, my eldest play Zelda on the Nintendo 64. It is pretty quiet though, without my youngest here, so there's that for excitement, I guess.