No, really!
So I had a follow up post to the post I posted the last time I posted but? I didn’t post that post.
Posty post post.
So! It’s SNOWING! I’ve been saying for the past few days or weeks - however long this ‘SNOWADVISORYBRACEFORMADNESS!’ thing has been popping up - that I’d believe it when I saw it. Really? I was trying to jinx the whole thing so that we’d get snow. And we’re getting snow! YAY FOR SNOW!
It’s not much, but humor me, ok? I live in a place that doesn’t get much in the way of wintry weather and such.
E-man was supposed to have therapy this morning but I got a call right as I was about to go pick him up saying that the clinic is closed because of the weather. So instead I dropped Seth’s sweater off since he apparently didn’t want to wear it this morning.
Note to my son: It’s not even supposed to hit 35 today. YOU ARE WEARING THE SWEATER. (As if he reads my blog. As if he knows what a blog is. Or maybe he does. I can’t remember.)
Anna and I trucked it on over to McDonald’s. I was going to go to Target to scope out a few necessities - including a camera case because Sandy gave me her little camera since she just got a new one. How flippin’ cool is that!? VERY. Because Sandy’s cool. I’ve been snapping pics this morning with it. I heart my D40x but sometimes one finds it easier to use a smaller camera. Like when you have, say, your hands full with a toddler. And all that toddlers entail. And a sometimes-rowdy, big-for-his-age five year old. Try physically redirecting an 80lb ADHD 5 year old while holding onto a DSLR and a toddler. If you’re going to drop something, you don’t want it to be the camera or lenses. Drop one of the kids and they’ll cry. Or whatever. Pshh..kid. Mama’s camera can’t get broken because band-aids don’t fix cameras or lenses!
See? A P&S camera will be a little easier to have on hand during moments like that.
Train of Thought detoured again. Snow. New camera. Wanted to go to Target. Ah..that’s where I left off.
I decided that since the roads were a mess and people around drive like idiots even on the best days, a trip to Target would mean that our lives were at risk and therefore I needed a Diet Coke and we should go home. I also got breakfast burritos. Anna ate one and part of the other. And McDonald’s put too much ice in my Diet Coke. When I ask for a Diet Coke I don’t mean that I like a little Diet Coke with my ice. I want it the other way around, ya’ll! C’mon. Sheesh.
Because of how the roads looked when I was out, and the fact that it was only going to get worse, I really considered going to get the kids, and wondered if school would be called off early anyway. Who knows. Even in town on the more well-traveled roads, things were getting pretty messy. We’ll see how it goes, though.
Need a new blog layout. I’ll mess with that for a while before doing anything productive and useful.