One thing that no one tells you when you move from the South to the North is that, along with eventually getting tired of the snow (people DO tell you about that), there will be a day, usually in February, when the mid-Winter blues set in with such a vengeance that even the World's Most Bouncy Puppy will be unable to make you smile. Well, much. (More about that later.)
I haven't had much positive, good stuff to talk about, either. Jane (10) has strep throat AGAIN --second time in a month, bookending a truly heinous cold, and spent last night throwing up, which was quite the party, especially since my husband is out of town. My FULF (Effed Up Left Foot) is giving me a very difficult time --the kind of pain that makes me worried that something new has gone wrong. And the pain shimmer from my foot is eating all of my available bandwidth for, say, staying on top of things. As evidenced, for example, by the fact that I left one of our cats outside overnight in sub-freezing weather. (Oh my GOODNESS, there was some very foul cat language hurled in my direction when I let him in.)
And you know how there are things that you can take in stride when it's sunny and you're getting a fair amount of time outside, but just bug the ever-loving SPIT out of you when it's gray out and there is old snow everywhere reminding you that spring is still a long way away? (Okay, maybe that's just me.) Well, I had to go have blood drawn and, as usual, no one could find my veins so they ended up digging around in both arms and now I look like a heroin addict. Every time I look down at my arms and see the hideous bruises, I get kind of disgusted. I don't think I'd feel like that if I had, say, a little tan.
OR, and this may actually be relevant to today's post, the fact that I found the World's Greatest Smelling lotion--lotion that smells so fabulous that I want to walk around licking my own arm --and have developed some sort of allergy to it.
|Vanilla Chai, baby!|
There. A giveaway should be fun and happy, right?
Also, this is what I did today.
For some reason, starting seeds in my AeroGarden thing makes me so happy. I guess it's partly because it's almost like bringing a little bit of my garden inside. And maybe it's also that I'm such a mom--it makes me happy to have things growing around me.
Also? Watching these videos makes me laugh.
No animals were harmed in the making of this blog. No, really, I promise.