Wow – I haven’t been here in forever.

I’m a grandmom!

I took a new job that I hate!

I’m going on vacation tomorrow!

And when I get back I’m ordering an iPad and I hope to hang out here again.

Mwwwaaaaahhhhhhhhh!

I took a gulp of my sweet iced tea and did that thing where the tea gets to your throat, but your throat closes up and says “no way Chickie!”   I felt the “we’re sending that tea the hell out of here cough” coming on and didn’t want that to happen because I was facing my keyboard at the time.   Yikes.   So, I suppressed the cough for just a second as I turned around.   Well, that was all it took for the tea to find a detour.

The tea found it’s way to my nose.   Not only did the tea come out of my nose, but it poured endlessly.   Ok, so maybe it wasn’t endlessly, but it sure seemed that way.   As my nose decided it was actually a hose, my sweater got wet, my pants got wet (I’m talking two fist sized wet spots!), and there was actually a little puddle on the floor.

I work with men at my new job.  Men who, of course, thought this was way better than a great belch.

I think I’ve been officially accepted now.

This is the deck off of my bedroom.   I shoveled the entire thing by myself.   And yes, I know some of you are used to lots of snow, but around these parts – 40 to 50 inches not the norm!

The Federal Government shut down last Friday afternoon and just re-opened today … a week later.   And thank God we are open, because if I had to shovel again today, I think I’d cry.

Hope everyone who was hit by this storm is safe and sound!  Enjoy the upcoming holiday weekend!   We’ve got more snow coming in Monday night.    Yipee.

I felt my grandson move today!

There isn’t anything else more amazing than that to share today.

Punxsutawney Phil predicts 6 more weeks of winter.

Big sigh.

I like Beyonce well enough.

I like the song “All the Single Ladies” well enough.

But is it really ALL that?  Really??

I don’t believe I will EVER tire of Calvin and Hobbes.   Ever.

Out with the new and in with the new!

Hubby and I finally got our tempurpedic mattress after we turned from the Christmas cruise.   Yay, right?  No, not yay.      I TOLD him that not to downsize to a queen size.   But NOOOOOO – he wanted to be “close.”   Yeah, yeah … we’ve been through all of this.

We’re switching out for a king size!  I ordered it today!   It will be here in about a week – two at the most.

Snuggling up in a queen size bed for a weekend away or while you’re staying with friends is one thing … doing it every night?   Never again!

Ooh – that reminds me – I need to go order some sheets!

My beautiful, wonderful, kind, loving and compassionate daughter brought home another report card with two D’s and one very low C.   So, I did it.   I took her phone.

I don’t believe I’ve ever really punished her for anything.   Not really.

I told her if the grades are up by her next progress report – which is three weeks from now – that she can have the phone back.

It’s been less than 24 hours and I’m wanting to cave.   I can’t cave.   I just can’t.

How come I’m the one that feels like crap when she’s the one getting punished?

My hubby is mad at me because I don’t like chicken wings.  

He swears I do.   Yet I’ve never ordered chicken wings and he’s never seen me eat chicken wings.   I despise chicken wings.

He’s barely talked to me since Friday night because I don’t like chicken wings.   (Who knew it was that easy? Ha Ha Ha!) 

Is there a full moon out there?