I want this to not be about snow

But, what else can it be about when I have been stranded and sequestered with a hairy black dog and a good mildly entertaining book because of it? I kind of want to hug Kathie Lee and Hoda right now. And, I kind of want to rest my head on KLG’s ample, motherly bosom while she strokes my hair.

Pic borrowed from KLG and Hoda's twitter

Isn’t it glorious? Okay, anyway. Moving on. Here is the obligatory snow days information. I made snow ice cream. It was delicious. Spencer was a little hesitant about the raw egg giving him salmonella, but, I irresponsibly convinced him that he was being a wienie. Mmmmmmm mmmmmm GOOD. 

Sorry my camera doesn't know how to focus.

We didn’t even get sick!

I, unlike every other person I know (according to their overly corny facebook posts) have not been cleaning and baking for my wonderful, perfect, adoring family. I do not believe in cleaning on snow days. I prefer this. And this.

Sorry my camera doesn't know how to focus.

Smokey prefers this.

Chewing on a frozen banana that was forgotten in Spencer's pickup.

Jillian prefers falling on the ice and breaking her elbow while Heather tries to pick her up by the armpits, causing her to also fall. Unfortunately, I do not have a picture to illustrate her preferences.
Okay, now for the non-snow information. Well, I guess it’s kind of snow information. But it could also be rain, flat-tire, or agoraphobia information. If, for some reason, you are tired of sitting on your couch, but not especially inclined to go outside, use that Netflix instant watch to find a workout! I do this sometimes when I am too lazy to can’t make it to the gym. Yesterday I picked yoga. I thought, stupidly, that it would be kind of relaxing and the opposite of intense and painful. But, lemme tell ya, “Crunch Yoga” is a for reals workout. My ribs are sore today. At one point, I thought about quitting and checked the time. Since there were only 8 minutes left, I forced myself to finish the 42 minute workout. I was kind of hoping there would be more like 13 minutes left. It would’ve been okay to quit then. 13 minutes would’ve been much too long.
I’m still not cleaning. It may not ever happen again, actually.
Could I possibly say (write? type? use?) “kind of” any more in this post than I already have. Sorry I’m too lazy to fix it. Kind of.
Also sorry that for some reason, I can no longer put spaces or indentations between my paragraphs. Kind of.
Goodbye. I love you.

3 thoughts on “I want this to not be about snow

  1. Carla

    Whew I’m so ready for the snow to LEAVE! I can take the cold as long as the snow leaves. I’ve only done a few loads of laundry and cooked dinner for The Hubby. Mostly I’ve painted and gathered tax stuff. I’m good though.

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