Snowklahoma? Snowmageddon? Snowpocolypse?

Still loving the play on snow words, keep 'em coming! Snow day #7? Yeah, I think that's the number we're on. More of that white junk was fluttering around this morning. And while our bed is especially cozy I just can't stay there ALL day.

So after a good hour of sloth-ing (yep, that's a verb. Trust me, I teach this stuff) around I got up to do a little file clean-up.

But that only took about an hour...so what's a girl to do?? Well, I could have graded these papers that have only been hanging over my head for a good 2 weeks.

And I really did consider it for all of maybe 2 minutes. But I needed to get up and move. Soooo I had no other choice than to shovel the drive. After all, I figure the last thing Jon would want to do when he gets home from a long day at work is shovel the driveway, in the dark, just to pull the car in. Yes, I'm a good wife. So I put on my coat, my Uggs and my shades and headed out.

Not too bad. Only, when I went to grab the shovel all I found was this sad little digger.

I thought about giving up, but then I got an idea that proved to be pretty dang brilliant. I pulled out this sweet little sweeper. Poor thing never gets used since my Dyson works the tile floors with excellence. I could tell it was ready to shine.

I know I looked silly. One neighbor immediately scoffed " You're gonna need something bigger than that!" I just smiled and said, "eh, well see how it goes." About 10 minutes later he sent his lady in for a broom. Another neighbor came over with his big bad snow shovel offering to help. "No thanks." This took me a little over an hour, and Mr. Snow Shovel was still scoopin' away when I came inside.

Now whether or not Jon will come running in showering me with praise and kind words is to be determined. I'm not holding my breath, I'm a smart girl.

But until he gets home I think I'll relax with a few of these tasty little treats. Damn you, Valentine's aisle, being so pretty and happy looking. I can't resist strolling up and down a few times. I love holiday displays, I'm a sucker for their aesthetics. These hopped into my cart.

Sweetarts are FAR superior to those crappy conversation hearts. But I only eat these 3 colors. Now if they made a yellow heart I would drop blue in a heartbeat for yellow. What's up with no yellow, Willy Wonka? Yep, this little girl and I will just have to snuggle up and do some grading--no, watch some TV. Don't let this innocent face fool you, though. Bitch just ate my orange heart!

Blizzard 2011: S'no Joke!

Today is snow day number 5 for me, and probably not the last of the week. I secretly hoped I might prevent the snow from coming last week by "willing it away" silly, yes. I knew better. It was when I woke up Tuesday morning to a frozen tundra that I decided to accept the blizzard. I couldn't resist the urge to see just how high the snow drifts were. (up to my chest in some places!)

I mentally prepared for a good 2-3 days of not leaving the house. I made detailed to-do lists filling the hours of free time I'd have. As long as I kept busy from 8-4 (when I'm normally teaching) I could handle idle time in the evenings. Jon's work was closed for the remainder of the week...which was good. Even though he did a lot of this:

It was great not being alone, those snow days are too boring. Tuesday and Wednesday were full of cleaning, organizing, laundry, a little working out and a LOT of this:

Swisher-pup and I watching TV in bed

Just when the laziness was getting really old we got company. Mike and the boys came to be snowed in with us for a bit. We played our favorite couch pillow game, watched movies, ate snacks, colored and played in the snow for all of maybe 20 min.

We throw all the couch pillows on the floor and play 'house' and hide each other. Here, Daddy is being hidden. Max is focused on finding him.

So the week was over, the weekend arrived and we were able to get out some. A trip to mom and dad's, the vet for a check up and shots, over to a few friends' houses, etc. Life was almost normal again. Except then came today. No school AGAIN. I know in future years I might be excited about this, when the newness of teaching wears off and all. But I miss work. I miss waking up for a purpose each day, I miss my kids, my teacher friends, being around people--all of it. I've had enough of this snow! I would say I can't take any more of it but I know there's more coming so I'd better change my attitude and find a way to be happy about it. S'no way I'm gonna let it get the best of me. hehe! I've definitely been enjoying all the play on words, they're s'now much fun. :)