Trust

On this cold, wet and rainy Thanksgiving, I feel the need to share yet another Emma story. She has kind of a thing about her treats, and especially the bones that have meat inside them. She received a bone this morning and has been searching for a place to hide it for about two hours now. At one point my brother called and I was laughing at her squirrel-like hoarding. Emma had the bone hidden in her mouth! So, I get the house straightest up while the guys are still sleeping, and make sure the Macy's Day Parade is on. As I finally sit to take a break and catch Kermit's float, Emma jumps into my lap for some hugs. She does the neck hug, and then drops the bone out of her mouth onto my chest. She jumps down and grabs a drink of water. While she's gone I think about what a great gift. Trust. She didn't trust the tree skirt, she didn't trust the blanket on her bed, she didn't even trust her kennel. She trusted me with her precious item.
Of course, she is back now to retrieve it, but for a moment or two, she trusted me with something very special to her. I'm thinking Thanksgiving is off to a fabulous start. I will now spend some time being thankful for all of the gifts God has seen in his infinite wisdom to trust me with. Happy Thanksgiving!

Mind Set

I am not sure where this blog is going...I just know that I need to blog. I think I have ranted and raved enough about how much I dislike this time of year and I honestly think my mood has got to improve. I don't really want to take the energy or effort to improve it but here goes...don't be offended if it is half hearted.

I need to get out of the habit of putting my p.j.s on as soon as I get home. It shouldn't matter that the sky is already dark at 5:00. Nor should I mope around the house looking for something to gnaw on. That could put me over the edge of my weight boundaries that I have set for myself (and seem to be failing miserably with). So - I would tell my students to think of a better plan, and then to see it happen by making it happen. Ugh. Who listens to me? Why would they listen to such a pitiful piece of advice? Ohhhhhh how I hate having to follow my own rules. My first note to self? Quit giving advice so I don't have to follow it myself.

Moving on. Okay. Here I go. Breathe in and breathe out. Straighten the shoulders, roll the neck, stop typing............look around the room ....ANYTHING but this....oh. I see something that needs to be done, so hold on.

Okay. I am back and ready to start with the breathing again. Well, this could take a while, huh? I think I might be procrastinating so I don't have to come up with a better plan. I always thought I was a genius, and now I am certain.

Alright, so there might be an inkling of hope. I could meet my husband at the gym before coming home. But that would mean taking off work clothes, putting on gym clothes, and then coming home to put on pajamas. Is it worth it? Let's think this through...I could spend time at the gym NOT for health purposes or losing those unwanted pounds, but to spend quality time in the presence of my awesomely attractive husband. I could smile and flip my hair and flirt with him in public places. I don't know how attractive that would be while trying to gracefully walk the treadmill, but a few wipe outs later, I would surely get the gist of it.

Plan #2? I haven't thought that far, but I know my husband is currently at the gym so I will go flirt for a while. That sounds like fun. :)

Cold weather

Someone once asked me what the best sound in the world was. I find it interesting that the same sound is, in my opinion, the same as the worst sound in the world. I believe the best sound is the geese flying overhead while returning from warmer climates in the spring. Having said that, I have to also say the worst sound is the geese flying overhead while heading out of town to warmer climates.
I wish I could talk myself into being more inclined to like cold weather, but the plain truth is that I just can't stand it. Here are just a couple of reasons:
It doesn't feel good on my skin, like the warmth of the sun does.
It causes static cling on clothes.
It causes static in my hair.
It causes me to want to sleep until spring.
It causes people to drive funky in the snow. Idiots.
It causes my family to not spend time together, mostly cuz I'm asleep.
It causes me to feel claustrophobic due to the insane amounts of clothes one has to wear.
It causes school to last longer in the spring becaue of snow days.
It causes me to be in a bad mood because I don't get any ultraviolet light.
It causes people to get on my nerves when they are all into the cold weather.
It causes me to get crown lines in my forehead from frowning all the time.
It causes me to feel like taking baths in lotion to ease dry skin.

Anyway I don't like it.