I didn’t believe all the hype and hoopla about a snowstorm predicted to hit our area Friday afternoon, and I think I said something like, “I’ll believe it when I see it”- well I see it, lots of it (snow that is), and I am now a believer. We got a little over two feet of snow in a little under 24 hours, so much snow in fact that you could hardly see our van in the driveway-the snow came up to the passenger windows!
My husband is a superman when it comes to snow removal because in only two trips he dug out the van, dug out the driveway, dug a path to the front door, dug a path to our back porch, then dug a path to our backyard where he leveled out an area so that our dog could do his business in comfort. Yes, he did it alone and I’m a wimp, but we are down to only one shovel, so… (I tried to thank him by making chicken, egg, and cheddar breakfast wraps, served with fresh orange slices and homemade muffins covered in melted butter and cinnamon sugar-yum…) He’s a bit stiff today, but I am hoping this will finally convince him to get a snow blower-after every big snow he says we need to get one, but then when things warm up again he’s convinced it’s a waste of money.
Our dog isn’t a big fan of deep snow either- this is really the first big snow he has experienced, and he can walk in the path my husband made, but he sinks so low he can’t see anything around him, and that means it’s not safe to do his "duty". We’ve had to literally drag him outside to get him to go, and I’ve kept him cooped up in the kitchen until there’s proof enough outside to let him run around inside. I don’t want any surprises, so I've learned to take this seriously, and the past couple of days have revolved around the snow and whether or not the dog took a poop-I feel like I’ve regressed back to the days of toilet training. I’ve had such stimulating conversations with my husband: “Did he poop?” “No, he didn’t poop.” “Do you think he has to poop?” “Well, he only had one poop today, and he usually has three.” “You're right, he needs to poop.”
But besides the dog and his bathroom habits, the wet floors and clothes, and the literal pain in the neck a big snow can cause, I really didn’t mind being “stranded” for a day because everything literally slows down, and there is time to bake some muffins and read that book-the neighbor girl ended up sleeping over so my daughter and son had a blast, I got caught up on laundry and my blog, and my husband and I actually sat on the couch (away from the children) and talked about things (yes, we talked about the dog too, but it was still nice.)Maybe a stranding every now and then isn’t such a bad thing if it helps you slow down and appreciate those around you.
2 Wired 2 Tired when she awarded me The Beautiful Blogger Award. I'm supposed to list 5 things I like to do then pass this on to 5 other deserving blogs, but I'm also going to include things I would like to do. Here we go...
1. I like to lose myself in a good novel, but don't always find the time.
2. I would love to write a good novel some day.
3. I like the silence after a snow storm, and I find myself looking out the window a lot because everything looks so magical covered in white.
4. I love spending one-on-one time with each of my kids.
5. And when I'm old and gray, I would like to live closer to the ocean. Our vacations always involve some beach somewhere because it's the only place where I feel totally relaxed.
And the winners are:
Nicole from A New Normal
Janie B. from Life Not Wasted Or Lost
Mom from Mom of the Perpetually Grounded
Naomi from Organic Motherhood with Cool Whip
Flory from A Woman's Life Stages
And, since I didn't follow all the rules, and because I like the number 7 more than I like the number 5, I thought I would add two more recipients:
September Mom over at My Voice My View
And Magic Momma from Mommyhood Exposed
Now when was the dog out last?. Goodnight everyone.