Teenagers….

frozen waterfall

It’s cold outside.  Maybe not as cold as this photo because I took this picture in Canada, but it’s cold.  The thermometer in my car said 6 degrees.  The thermometer at the bank said 3.  Either way you slice it, it’s cold.  Really effing cold (sorry mom).

I picked the princess up at school today because she was supposed to have a riding lesson.  Wandering aimlessly in front of my car was a boy with no coat on.  Seriously?  No coat?  It is six degrees outside!  Or three!  Then I saw a girl wearing flip flops!  Flip flops!  Now I never would have worn flip flops when it was six degrees out.  Or three.  Of course part of the reason for that is my high school did not even allow sandals.  Never mind flip flops.

Now, I remember high school (I’m not that old).  I remember not wearing a hat because it would mess up my hair.  I remember not zipping up my coat so it wouldn’t cover up my outfit.  But I never would have gone without a coat.  I don’t know if I was just more sensible or just that much of a wuss.  But really, no coat?  That’s crazy talk.

Christmas build-up

Hey look It’s snowing here!  Cool.

Not snowing here though.  In general I hate snow.  It makes me angry.  I know, I know, that doesn’t make any sense but it’s true.  But I do like a white Christmas and it looks like that will elude us this year.  Oh well.

I know it has been a while but I have been busy.  I work at a bookstore and for those of you that live under a rock let me tell you this:

Retail+Christmas=Crazy.

So work has been a madhouse and when I get home I am too tired to do anything.  I don’t even have my Christmas shopping done yet.  Or my Christmas cards.  Those are on my list for tomorrow though.  The Christmas cards, not the shopping.  I still have to figure out what I am doing for some of that.  I guess I better figure it out fast huh?

And the Christmas knitting…oh the Christmas knitting.

But the tree is up, and so is the Christmas Pig.  He looks so cute.  And I do love this time of year.  Crazy work schedule and all.

I hope you are all having a happy Holiday season.  Are you behind schedule too?

Oh, and happy 12/12/12.  There, I said it.

Snow

We have had a lot of snow this winter.  And while we managed to avoid the smackdown the Mid-Atlantic took this weekend we have, in my opinion, more than enough.  Here is our driveway featuring the White Cliffs of Dover:

Here is the C-man standing next to the cliffs for a sense of scale:

Oh, and just so you know, he’s about 4 feet tall.

We have some really good icicles on the front of the house too, but the photos didn’t turn out.  Maybe I’ll try again tomorrow if you’re lucky.

Freezing fog

We have had freezing fog all weekend.  It is kind of freaky.  It just looks like regular fog, but when the moisture in the fog touches something colder than 32 degrees, it freezes.  Nifty isn’t it?  Apparently in some areas it is called hoarfrost.

I like freezing fog better.  It sounds much more sinister, and also more romantic.  Freezing fog conjures up images of Heathcliff and Catherine on the frozen moors, hoarfrost just sounds like more damn winter weather.

And so, here are some pictures of freezing fog.  I think it is really pretty.  It’s too bad I don’t like winter more because it can be very beautiful.

Odds and Ends

You know it’s been cold when you are walking around with your parka unzipped and no gloves thinking how nice it is outside when the thermometer reads 12 degrees.

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I spent the day Christmas shopping.  I think I may finally be finished.  Now I just have to finish the Christmas knitting, wrap everything and ship the stuff that needs shipping.

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The Christmas knitting, oh the Christmas knitting.  I said earlier it was not going to do itself, and I was right.

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I don’t know who invented all wheel drive, but I hope they won some kind of prize.

I need a barn coat

Today was riding day.  It did not start well.  We were happily on our way to the stables when —whee—black ice!  It caught me completely by surprise.  We got some light flurries today but I was not expecting black ice for crying out loud.  Happily nothing bad happened.  But the anti-lock brakes kicked in and I hate those.  I know they are safer, and I would certainly never want to drive a car that didn’t have them but they always scare me half to pieces.  I hate them.

So we make it to the stables in one piece, and Princess O and I go out to the pasture to catch Kirby and bring him in to tack him up.  And this brings me to the point of the title of this post.

Kirby is a very good horse.  But he is kind of like a big friendly dog.  A big slobbery dog.  This is the second week in a row that I have returned from the stable with a coat covered in Kirby spit.  Disgusting.

So I need something that I can either put over my coat to absorb the slime, or a dedicated barn coat.  Because I am tired of washing my coat every Thursday night.  And I am just not wearing a coat that Kirby has slobbered on.

Storm of the Century and Paraskavedekatriaphobia

It is finally snowing here.  The weathermen have been predicting an apocalyptic storm for the past two days.  They have said things like “6-10 inches of snow!  Accumulations of an inch to two inches per hour!  Abandon hope all who enter here!”  And so far, not much is happening.

I suspect the weather people are overselling this one because in January we got slammed and nobody said a word about it ahead of time.  So they are overcompensating.

I have to tell you though, all day you could feel the storm coming.  There was definitely that sense of impending doom, that grey stillness you get around here before you get hammered.  I don’t know if it has something to do with barometric pressure or if it’s just psychological but there is a certain pre-snow atmosphere that says “Bad Things are about to happen”.

Now I feel guilty though because I cancelled Princess O’s riding lesson for this afternoon based on the earlier, much more pessimistic forecast.  She was not best pleased.  Hell hath no fury like a Princess whose riding lesson has been cancelled.  But the good news is she is rescheduled for tomorrow morning, and frankly, I would rather not have her on a horse on Friday the 13th anyway, that’s just asking for trouble.

Fear of Friday the 13th is called paraskavedekatriaphobia.  I definitely have that.  I am a very superstitious person by nature and Friday the thirteenths make me nervous. I threatened to make the children wear full body armor made out of Nerf or bubble wrap today. They refused.  Foolish children.

 

Fear of the number 13 is called Triskaidekaphobia.  Everybody knows the number 13 is unlucky.  Do they really have to have such a fancy name for taking sensible precautions?  Yeesh.

 

Here are some more interesting facts about the number 13.

 

Oh, and spring training started today.  On Friday the 13th.  I will try not to read anything into that regarding the Cubs chances this year.

 

Spring is in the air, for now

Spring is teasing us

 

My backyard is a lake.  I don’t think it will be long before we are able to launch small watercraft out there.

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It has been lovely here the last few days.  Today it was up in the 50’s!  The 50’s I tell you!  Amazing.  So all the snow is melting.  That’s the good news.

The bad news is the ground underneath the snow is still frozen.  Several weeks of nearly constant single digit to sub-zero temperatures will do that.  So all the snow melts, and it just sits there because the ground can’t absorb it.

Meanwhile, the weather is so warm I feel like the children should be outside,  but they lack the proper equipment.  Namely, a set of waders.  The Princess made do this afternoon with a few laps around the driveway, and pronounced it awesome, but I wish the ground would dry out.

I wonder how long we have before the next ice storm.

Odds and Ends

The C-Man has a friend over this afternoon.  As a result, The Princess has been moping around acting bored because the boys don’t want to play with her.  I find this amusing because when it’s just the two of them around, and the C-Man wants to play with her she can find a million and one things to play by herself so she doesn’t have to play with him.

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When Renault unveiled their new (ghastly) orange and yellow livery one of the first thoughts that went through my head after I stopped retching was “how am I going to find orange nail polish?”  Well, guess what?  I found it.  And it wasn’t even that difficult.  It was, in fact, easier to find than silver was in 2007.   That was the year Alonso was on the silver team.  Also known as The-Team-That-Must-Not-Be-Named. 

I have decided that orange is not a good color for nail polish.  It is not cute at all.

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You know it’s been a cold winter when this happens:

I walked outside this morning and thought to myself, “Wow!  It’s really nice out here today.  It must be warming up.” Then I got in my car and checked the thermometer on my dashboard.  It read:

 

Wait for it

 

2

 

Yes, that’s it.  A whopping two degrees.  And it felt warm.  Pathetic.

Snow Pants

Today the C-man had a snow pants Emergency.  You wouldn’t think such a thing was possible but it is.  The inside lining  ripped, making them unwearable.

Normally, this would just be annoying and not a true emergency, but it is the end of January and snow pants are thin on the ground around here.  We got lucky at Target and found a pair.  They are way too big for him, but they will have to do.  And besides I have to assume the C-man will not get any smaller between now and next winter.

I don’t understand why Target (and other major retailers) put all their winter stuff on clearance the day after Christmas and start putting out bathing suits.  In most parts of the US winter is just getting underway at that time.  And then inevitably when your child loses his gloves or blows out his snow pants at the end of January you have a full-fledged winter apparel crisis on your hands. 

Speaking of bathing suits, while we were there we also got a couple of those surfer shirts.  The kind made out of swimsuit material.  The children need them for the Swimmy House.  I don’t think many people buy swimwear and snow pants at the same time.  I wonder if I broke their computers.

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Tomorrow it will be 40 degrees outside.  I suppose I should take advantage of this opportunity to take down the Christmas lights. 

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I am really liking the phrase “President Barack Obama”.  I am also really really liking the phrase “former President George W. Bush”.  Say it again with me.  Ahh.