The Blahs...

Today I have the Blahs... It started yesterday around 2pm when my body decided to tell me that It had caught the stomach bug going around. I believe Im over the worst but today as I recover I feel like a mac truck ran over me and then backed up and did it again. Its pouring rain out, and I mean pouring.. it could be worse and I can deal with the rain but today it just doesn't help. My husband is off to work and my little one off at school. On any ordinary day I would cherish my time alone, but today on this rainy lousy feeling day I wish they were here. I keep watching the clock waiting for it to strike 3pm when my little one comes home and recounts his day. Im thinking about baking him some great after school snack but Im not certain my stomach can handle the smell. In any case I just long for his company, his little smile to pick me up from my Blahs..

"over the river and through the woods..."

This past weekend we attended a fund raiser, not only was it for a good cause but the price of admission got you a beautiful horse drawn sleigh ride through the woods. While I have no pictures of my family and I, these are some of the beautiful horses that carried the sleighs.

Nothing says I love you like Whale Wellies...

See my Valentines day gift I got from dear hubby. They are the cutest, Wellies I have ever seen. They have little whimsical whales on them. They just make me smile. What is even better is the man picked them out himself!! I was so shocked and excited, they are 100% me. When everyone elses flowers wilt and waistlines expand from chocolate I will be "singing in the rain" in my cute new Wellies. He has come a long way from our first Valentines day (almost two decades ago) when he bought me on of those enormous balloons with the stuffed animals inside, he went and opened the car door, and out the balloon drifted, up, up and away.... I can can guarantee the only place these boots are going is walking.. I love them! Happy Valentines day hope your feet and you heart are warm and happy!

"Winner, Winner, no chicken dinner"

A quick run into the store the other day before a meeting at work. I was in a big rush, but had to stop and buy dish detergent so I could tackle the growing mountain of dishes after work.
The lines were crazy long with only two lines open. I waited, my agitation and fear of being late growing.
Finally my turn, the clerk scanned my item and went to hit the total button on the register when the red light above her began to flash... "now what" went through my head when the clerk and the nearby manager began to holler "We have a winner, We have a winner". All eyes in the crowded store were on me......."What did I win" I asked excited. The enthusiastic manager pulled my receipt and like a game show host announced "You have Won a free bag of Cotton balls"............. As much as my spirit was crushed in that moment I think I truly crushed the clerks spirit when I asked her if "I could instead choose door number 2"........ And my husbands thought on this "Big Win" is that I now can at least say "I have won something" !

The Dream is gone.........or is it??

When I was little I worshiped "Wonder Woman", I wanted to be "wonder Woman". That awesome ? figure flattering corset, the gold bracelets the knee high boots and top it off with the crown/headband. "Wonder Woman" was a fearless hottie, and that's what I wanted to be. Well reality is I'm short, my butt is big, my boobs sag, my thighs chafe, I am not the size 2 beauty that Miss "Wonder Woman" was. I can be insecure, grumpy, short tempered and sometimes even confused, defiantly not the secure go-getter "Wonder Woman" was. Alas I am no Wonder Woman, it is a dream I must forget... Or Do I???
On a recent trip to the park with my son and two dogs, We walked a long distance, we returned to my vehicle and my 12year old BIG dog decided she ached to much from the walk to be able to jump into the car to go home. My son began to panic when she stubbornly lay on the ground letting us know she had enough. Getting dark and cold she would not budge. We pulled, we bribed and we coaxed but she just could not do it. Then with super human strength (or maybe it was my starving stomach driving me) I went over to my 100lb four legged baby and started to lift her up. My son began to cheer, "you can do it Mom, your a super hero", and with that I did it, I lifted my poor aging dog into the vehicle and off we went. So there it is, Some have their 15 minutes of fame, but for me its my 15 minutes as a super hero!
**as a side note no animals were injured, My sweet dog is fine, we have just made her walks a little shorter and thanks to a good vet she is on a good arthritis med that seems to help her weary bones***