Call Me Crazy!

Yesterday when it started to snow of course the question of going sledding came out.

"Pleeease Mommm" they said. "You promised when it snowed we could go."

OK. First of all, I don't promise anything.

Second, I'm sure I never said the FIRST time it snowed.

But, after listening to them ALL morning, we went.

The actual temperature wasn't too bad. It.was.the.fine.mist. that did me in. But they didn't care. They were having a blast. And actually when I got smart and switched to the other side of the hill, the wind and mist weren't too bad either.



C2 said he really hated climbing back up that hill every time.





I lasted about a half an hour out there. I bribed them with going to the restaurant (which is just across the street) for hot chocolate.

But, just as they were taking their last rides down, who showed up?

M! That's who!

He saved the day! They got to sled some more, and I got to go home.

I wish though that I had stayed. C1 and C2 talked him into going down the hill on the sled.

I'd LOVE to have a picture of that!

Well...

Happy Birthday tomorrow.

To anyone that has a birthday tomorrow.

Like, maybe someone that comes here to read?

Why?

In case you've noticed the music that I have chosen for this month and are wondering why, here's the story.

When I was about 8 years old, my parents invested in a home stereo system similar to this:


It had a turn table, radio and 8 track player.


My mom would crank this up and play John Denver, Barry Manilow and Abba.

For Christmas this year I gave her a CD that I burnt for her with these songs on it.

This was the music that I was raised on.

This was the music of my youth.

When I hear it now, it takes me back.

What takes you back Internet?

What Is This?

In the car I have some CD's that I have burnt.

These are my CD's. They have music on them that I have picked out and burnt for my enjoyment.

Tonight C1 and I made a quick trip into "the city" and I happened to be playing one of my CD's.

This one happened to have a lot of Prince, Janet Jackson, and Whitney Houston from the 80's.

It's my CD, so I was singing along.

After about three songs, C1 looks at me and says, "What is this? It's just weird!"



And for that comment, she will be hearing it a lot more!

Jinxed!!!

Well, T you jinxed me.

Yesterday afternoon, C2 came down with a headache and fever. Then in the evening, he felt a little better and his fever had come down some. I was hopeful that he would be OK in the morning.

Fast forward to half an hour ago. He woke up complaining about his head again. We checked his temp and it's back up to 102.5.

Great.

I got him settled back in bed and signed in for a sick day.

Maybe you can work today after all?

Is This For Real?

Friday C1 got this text message from my cousin:

R u ok? Call me asap! I saw the short bus flip over and I know u dont like 2 wear ur helmet cuz its harder for you to lick the windows

C1 wondered if she was serious or trying to be funny.

"First of all," she said, "I don't like to lick the windows. And I don't ride the short bus!"

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