Thursday, February 26, 2015

Snow Day, 2015!

Yesterday I was looking forward to attending a cooking class on preparing Indian food. Jerry was in Georgia to attend a college career fair, so it was the perfect night to venture out of my comfort zone.

Then I received this text: Winter Weather Advisory in effect for York Cnty/Zone, SC until Thursday at 7:00 AM EST. 

My cooking class was postponed, Jerry's event was canceled and we found ourselves at home, deciding upon what to do with our evening. 

And then this text arrived: 
From TC City Mgr: Inclement weathers expected to reach totals of 8"-10" of snow by midnight. Please stay off roads. Dial 911 for emergencies including downed trees

An irrelevant aside:
I was a bit peeved by the “weathers.” Why does texting excuse people from using punctuation? 

Back to the point:
It wasn't snowing yet and I felt the evening would be best spent visiting our grandsons, whom I hadn't seen since Monday. That falls under the category of emergency, right?  
Apparently not, because both Jerry and Jessica vetoed my idea. They knew the roads were dry, but bad weather was obviously on the horizon and why take a chance?

By midnight, there was a dusting of snow. The storm had begun.

Today I awoke to the sound of whooping and hollering, the happy noises of children sliding down the golf course hill behind our house. I looked outside and, sure enough, there they were - sledding on the wet grass.

They say that 90% of what we worry about never happens. I think the percentage is higher when you're talking about weather.

Happy snow day!

Thursday, February 19, 2015

A Different Millers Tale

This week, I have a special treat.  Jan Miller, my funny friend from across the pond, has graciously consented to be my guest blogger.  Here's her Valentine's Day story:

A Different Millers Tale - All True, it could only happen here....

I woke up February 14th a bit excited, we’ve been married 32 years this year but I would still describe my personality type as hopeful. Steve bought me tea in bed with my favourite biscuits, a card that’s got lovely sentiments (I’m wearing my "Wonderful Wife" badge now) and an inside joke inside! GSOH* -  very important.  

I eventually located my card for him - better than Christmas when my card for Steve just disappeared in a menopausal moment. (If you got the “Dear Husband” card in December instead of yours please let me know and I’ll stop looking.)  

Anyway, I’m not good in the morning and who would have thought the card I wrote and hid in my knickers drawer only last night would have fallen down the back of cabinet so I had to remove the drawers to find it, knocking over the tea in the process? 

We got everything sorted, read our cards .... and then there was a knock.  We wondered was it our front door?   Steve opened the window to check why Postie wasn’t using the bell, leant forward into the frame  and his glasses tumbled from his face... down the porch roof, bounced over the gutter and landed on the driveway, our good mood all broken down with a loudly -swearing semi-naked hubby dashing about putting on his trousers to go downstairs.

Wow, what a lovely surprise – the cutest Flowercard has arrived from our very good friends and the scratches have almost polished out of the glasses!  

*GSOH  Guy with sense of humour

Friday, February 13, 2015

Weight and Exercise

This morning I weighed myself.  I went downstairs and put in a load of laundry then vacuumed.  When I came back upstairs I weighed myself again.  I weighed a half a pound more.  Proof positive that if you want to lose weight, you should avoid housework.

Thursday, February 5, 2015

My Superhero

Grayson, my two-year-old grandson, hasn't voluntarily worn a stitch of clothing since late last September.  The fateful day occurred when his family went the Disney store to pick up Halloween outfits.  It was right then that he discovered his new passion in fashion:  COSTUMES!  He walked into that store as Grayson but left as Buzz Lightyear of Star Command.

The first costume

Generally, his ensemble includes fingerless gloves, green rubber boots and, for special occasions, wings that attach to the back with Velcro. At first it was all Buzz, all the time but as the days turned into weeks, he expanded his repertoire to include Spiderman and Ironman.  Now his wardrobe also boasts The Hulk and Wolverine.

Wolverine at the Zoo

Spidey is a favorite

Even his pjs are costumes
The last time I visited, he was running around inside wearing just a pair of spidey undies which he had on backwards so he could see the picture.

"Aren't you cold?"  I asked.

"Yes," he replied.

"Want to get dressed?"

"Where's my costume?" he eyed me suspiciously.

As I was helping him into his Ironman outfit, I said, "Grayson, you are my secret superhero."
He faintly smiled as he paused a minute to give this statement some thought.  Then, he raised an eyebrow.

"Tell me more," he said.