Upside

Things I liked this weekend:

1. watching the weatherpeople get all NUTTO about the impending snow storm
2. getting all psyched up for the storm
3. watching all the snow fall during the storm
4. going outside and playing in the snow for just a little while (it was COLD out there)
5. the hot cocoa and snuggling under the cozy blankets after we came in
6. the fact that Timmy seemed to REALLY, REALLY enjoy the tiny pathway that Pauly shoveled out front. Timmy ran like the wind - it was a good sight to see.

Things I disliked this weekend:

1. dealing with gross, hungover guys who were out to make tons of cash off of people needing their driveways plowed. Thankfully, one of our neighbors came by with a plow attached to his Jeep and plowed us out. After calling to cancel the gross guy's plow, he told me I had to pay a $30 surcharge for cancelling. Ummmmmm, yeah, ok, send me the bill and hold your breath waiting for me to pay, Mr. Creepy Gross Guy.

2. the fact that Timmy's vet had to add another medication to his regimen. Timmy's heart problem is progressing and there's nothing much I can do about it other than medicate him and love him up. My little, sweet Timmy. I can't face the fact that he's got a sick ticker. :(

3. dealing with a 3-day-old migraine. Ok, Mr. Migraine...you've made your point. You can go now.


So, that's not too bad. The pros waaaay outweigh the cons for the weekend. Nice. I guess the glass ended up half full. Now on to Christmas week...

Postworthy

It's been a bit since I last posted - the holiday madness has definitely set in. Every night I think to myself "I really want to go in there and post something fabulous"...then I get tangled up with a thousand other things. But here are some things that have crossed my mind that are "post-worthy":

1. HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAULY. Sorry I didn't post this back on the 10th, but we were busy partying down with the family. May your next year be filled with love, laughter, and a feeling a peace. If we continue to follow our heads and hearts and stick to our "GWBD", then I know we will always end up ok and together. Happy, happy...and many, many, many, many more.

2. Ok, other than birthdays, my "normal" days are getting a bit odd lately. Zeke questions everything. Everything. Nothing slips by. Like, on mornings when I just want to drive with the radio on and sip my tea quietly, I'll hear a small voice from the back asking me "what is that orange box on all the trees"? So I look. I DO see the orange boxes on the all of the trees as we pass them, but to be honest, I've never given them a second thought. I just figured, they were, well, just there. Maybe it's a PECO thing? Maybe it's a water company thing? Or maybe it's some cool new environmental dealio that is monitoring the health of any tree that is past a certain age. All I know is that I DON'T KNOW. And in the morning, a cold morning at that, I just DON'T WANT TO KNOW. And I don't want to Google it or Bing it or whatever the heck I could do to figure it out and enlighten my kid. I just want to sip my tea and listen to the radio. I don't want to discover new and important stuff. Not at 8 in the morning. Talk to me after lunch. I'm a better mommy after noontime and a half day's worth of caffeine.

3. I don't like my Christmas card this year. I put a lot of time into finding a good one, then settled on a crappy one. So, when you get it from me, just know this: it does not in any way represent my taste, lifestyle or mood. I hate the color red, don't particularly like polka-dots, and I'm not really into the "retro-y" style of goods that are out and about these days. My Christmas card is all of the aforementioned and I think it's really ugly. I apologize in advance for hurting your eyes - especially when you have to squint super-duper hard to read our signature line - it's retardedly tiny print. What a total WOM. Waste of money, that is. Should've e-carded...

4. Here's a big bloggy high five to my friend Rick who apparently reads my little site here on a regular basis. I honestly thought I was typing into cyberspace - a big, black abyss - where nobody ever came around and clicked me. It's nice to get clicked. Clicks make me feel, well, needed. Clicks make all this typing worthwhile. Thanks for the clicks, Rick. You rock. But, you already knew that... :)


That's it for now - more later and tons of pix coming up. Enjoy the mayhem of the holiday. Or at least survive it.

See a free movie - compliments of General Mills!

Sooooooooooooooooo...I don't usually blog about this type of thing BUT...I just have to tell you about this little freebie deal that General Mills has sent my way. Just for being a super-awesome blogger (if I do say so myself!) General Mills mailed me a package complete with 4 free tickets to the movies! How do you like that?!?!?!! You see, they're trying to hype their new promotion where you buy 2 specially marked packages of GM cereals (such as Trix - yum. Um, heck yeah, they're sooo not just for kids!), you enter the codes that are stamped on the inside of the boxes at the website on the box, and voila!, you've got yourself a free movie!!! It's a totally sweet deal, especially if you're like Zeke and you eat your cereal out of buckets instead of bowls! Why waste those codes - don't throw them away - enter them today and get your free movie.

And one more thing...if you are the first to comment on my posting here with your name and address, General Mills will happily supply me with one more 4 pack of movie tickets just for you! GET COMMENTING!!!

One bed, one bath.

I'm slightly obsessed with real estate. When the Sunday paper arrives, I like to scour the real estate section just out of curiosity. Whenever I see a "For Sale" sign pointed down a street I've always loved, I take a little detour to do a drive-by. I'm constantly on realtor.com poking around...and really, I don't know why. I love where we live. I love our life and our yard and our home. Which brings me to today's real estate section of the newspaper. Typically there's an article I read that describes in glorious detail the ammmmmmmmaaaaaazing interior and exterior of some gorgeous digs in some scrumptious neighborhood that makes me giggle and wiggle in my chair as I read each and every word. By the end of the article, I'm ready to go to the Home Depot and redesign at least 6 of the rooms in my own happy haven. But today's article was oddly different. It detailed a...gulp...tiny rowhome. I made it past the first paragraph (mostly because the picture attached to the article had the homeowner standing next to her precious chi-chi mix doggie and I had to give it a chance...), and lo and behold, this story moved me. This rowhome story moved me. The house was tiny but the woman who owned it loved it. She took care of it. She made it special and unique - it reflected her and her own lovely quirks. The tiny lawn out front was meticulous with pretty annuals and perennials. The quaint little backyard was a cozy little nook for her and her pooch to enjoy. And that's what struck me. This woman, this amazing, hardworking and humble woman truly enjoyed her tiny little piece of the earth. It was hers. It may have been diminutive but to her it was everything. It was where she laid her head happily at night and knew she was safe and warm. It was where she hung her family pictures and set her pretty Hummels. It was the sacred little home she shared with her rescued tiny mutt. And that was all she needed to be happy. Good for her. And even better for me for reading about it.

You say it's your birthday?

Hey Pop Pop Ebs!

Hope you enjoy your day and do something fun! Look for a lil' something special from Zeke in your mailbox!

Happy birthday and many, many more!

Love from us-

Pauly, Nancy, and Zeke