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Most years today would be March 1st so I decided it was time to change my banner. I could sit around and play with banners all day long but since I don't get paid to sit around and play with banners all day, I don't. But I could. Seriously. All day.
Ba-dum-dum. (Just in case you don't know, that's the drum sound heard often after the delivery of a very corny joke.)
I'm sick today. Sore throat, running nose, cough, aches and pains...I have it all. I'm trying to take this fortune seriously but it's just not working too well. Maybe tomorrow.
I love to have company. Love it! Even when our house was a zoo crawling with the little human animals, I still enjoyed having people come to visit. As the kids grew up our open door policy served us well. Our house was the place to be...the place to eat, hang out and play. I thought this would end when the kids hit their teenage years but it didn't. Just about every weekend I would awake to numerous bodies spread across my family room. The same thing happens now when the kids are home on a break. One must step gingerly when walking across the floor to avoid tripping.
Over the past few years we've started hosting large get-togethers for adults. There's Christmas Eve, New Year's Eve, the Super Bowl, monthly Movie Nights and many other occasions to invite people to gather. Last Saturday evening was movie night. I was feeling a little tired because I'd been outdoors all day. I was cognitively kicking myself for agreeing to host this month's event. And then something happened that made it all seem worth it. As I walked from my laundry room into the kitchen I spotted this tiny, little message on the wall next to a closet.
I am not a proponent of writing on the walls; especially the walls of someone else's home but this little bit of graffiti melted my heart. Some of the adults who visit often bring little children. I have no idea if it was one of those little visitors or one of my kid's friends who penciled this. It really doesn't matter who did it. It's staying right where it is. I think I'm going to print this picture and frame it because in my mind there is no greater compliment than to have someone love your home. Not your house...your home.
I spend a lot of time complaining about winter. The cold, the snow, the lack of daylight hours. Here in the Northeast winter lasts a very long time. There are years when it arrives in October and doesn't depart until April. Ugh. I decided last year that it was time to stop whining and instead use my energy to start enjoying this very long season. Before the kids came along we used to ski. Jeff loved it. I tolerated it. When the kids were young we spent a lot of time sled riding. We all had such a great time and as an added bonus after a day of sledding everyone would be exhausted and fall asleep early. Any parent of young children knows what a blessing that is! Now that the kids are grown up we don't have anyone to take sled riding. Except for ourselves that is. Here's a short video clip of one of last year's sledding adventures:
This past weekend was the annual Winterfest event here where we live. We were able to grab out sleds and join in on the fun.
We had a great time but I did notice something. When the kids were little and we went sledding with them our focus at the end of the day was getting home, feeding them and putting them to bed. Now, when we're done sled riding, our focus is seeing who can be the first to grab this:
I'm not going to complain but my how times have changed.
Which means I've had one more day to love him. Happy Post-Valentine's Day Jeff. I love you!
Life really is a matter of perspective...
It is SO cold here in the Northeast this morning that my nostrils froze together when I walked outdoors to head to work. Brrrr...
He came home for the weekend and just look what he brought with him:
I'll take laundry any day if it means having kids at home!
I love the perspective provided by this Fortune Cookie. Often times I don't struggle well but wiggling? I can wiggle with the best of them.
