Posted in Out Of My Head, Under Our Roof

Snow and Spam

So, the dreaded winter storm hit the parsonage about 30 minutes ago. It is snowing pretty hard for us southerners. Not sure what it will amount to, but my children will inevitably be chomping at the bit to get out in it at an unreasonable hour. Why do they wake up so stinkin’ early when it snows? Is it a light thing? I mean, being surrounded by a virtual forest usually ensures me sleep until 8:30. 9:30 on an overcast day. But have it snow, and they’re up at 6 am and begging to get out in the nasty, cold, wet stuff. (I’m not a fan of snow. Or cold for that matter. I think when I retire, I’ll move somewhere tropical. But then I’d have hurricanes and after Katrina, I’m not up for another one of those.) In fact, I just looked up and Aidan put on his rain boots and is walking out the back door! BRB! ………. Okay! So, that boy is silly. And why isn’t he in bed?! Anyway. So, yeah, snow. It is here. It is white. It is cold.

So, I’m reading through some of my spam comments (yeah, I read the spam comments) and I find that one is not spam, but one is hilarious. Like, laughing out loud funny… Great… now Imogene has on rain boots, mittens, and her sleeveless pajamas and is trying to go outside. Will they stop this snow induced insanity? Okay, where was I? Oh yes, spammers cracking me up. So, usually I get generic spam, sometimes it isn’t even English or isn’t coherent sentences. Today, I find an invitation to a “beach body” contest! Ha! I can see my 15 week, pale pregnant self in a “beach body” contest. If we are talking about the bodies we normally see at the beach in terribly ill fitting swimsuits, then, yeah, I’d take home first prize. But in the traditional sense of “beach body,” I’m not even ranking on that one. I’d be that one crazy person that enters those contests thinking they are hot stuff for one reason or another and ends up looking like a complete doofus next to the other bronzed, sculpted bodies. (Not that I want that kind of body- I do not. Ever. I prefer my pale, happy, healthy self. I’m just saying I’m not winning any bikini contests any time soon.) Thank you, clueless spammer, for the laugh.

Back to the snow, The Pastor (who, BTW, is blogging again) is now taking the kids out because there is no getting them back in the bed without seeing the once in a blue moon. Isn’t he sweet. I told them tough luck. It is cold. And wet. And holy moly there is a lot of accumulation in just half an hour. Yeah, you’ve got to see pictures of that!

And of course, since now our road is completely impassable, the local idiot brigade is trying to shovel a car’s way down the street. Yep. That is how people down here think. Oh, 3 inches in 30 minutes, yeah get shoveling! I guess they are planning to shovel the car inch by inch to wherever it is they think they need to go right this second. Sheesh.

Posted in From The Altar, Out Of My Head, Under Our Roof, With The Kids

Thankful, Even In Snow

This doesn’t happen very often, so we had to preserve the images forever! We have snow! Some of my readers to the North may laugh at us for making a big deal over a couple inches of snow, and I don’t blame you.  This is only after about 2 hours of snowing. (It is still snowing as I write this post!) I’m not much of a snow person. If I were a snow person, I would live somewhere with more than 2 inches of snowfall a year! But I do enjoy seeing the little bits experience new and exciting (for them) things! And I am thankful, even in the cold, wet snow.

The littles  all had a blast in the snow, especially Lucas (the lovely dog pictured with us). Well, Emery was clearly not impressed AT ALL with the experience. He was trying to figure out what all the excitement was about. Sweet boy, so much like his mother.

Snow does make you appreciate a few little things that you typically take for granted. Thank you Lord for a nice, warm house to cuddle up in when we come inside. Thank you Lord for warm clothes to wear in the slurry. Thank you Lord for a wonderful family to frolic with. Thank you Lord for my three beautiful children who let me see everything with new wonder and excitement. Thank you Lord for thick, fuzzy socks. Thank you Lord for a new baby and getting a whole new set of firsts. Thank you Lord for a silly dog that elicits beautiful squeals of joy from the children. I am grateful, even for the snow, of which I am typically not a fan. What are you thankful for today?