Thursday, March 26, 2009

Spring Blizzard

Apparently March came in like a lamb…and is going out like a lion!

I have to say….I think Thursday afternoon is the PERFECT moment for this…because Colorado is shutting down and I don’t have to go to work tomorrow!! God loves me so…

The blizzard is only just starting…but I thought I’d post a couple of pics….mainly for my Lubbock peeps so they know what it coming their way!!!

What’s completely insane- is that I just felt the need to risk my life to go get a 12-pack of Pepsi. I’m not even addicted to Pepsi like I used to be…BUT- if I want one- I MUST have one…so the thought of only having one left in my house…and not being able to go anywhere for the next couple of days…well, it just had to be done. Apparently I'm addicted to the concept of being able to have one when I think I want one...

I walked down to the end of my complex trying to get one with the blowing wind (cause it's CRAZY!)….but the full effect of what it’s like isn’t really showing up.

I MUST say… that it much more of a miserable journey down to the end of the block than I thought it would be. Do you know what happens when 45 mile hour blowing snow attacks that small exposed portion of our forehead?? The equivalent of an ice-cream headache…that won’t go away just because you push your tongue to the roof of your mouth!! Was utterly painful.

So I’m done. I don’t care what else I forgot at the store…I’m staying right here under my quilt….

I'm trying to smile with my Tyra says we should....I think the pain is showing through instead...

Thursday, March 5, 2009

I've fallen...and I can't get up

An incident happened yesterday that has left me perplexed. I don’t know if I should be annoyed, angry, hurt, or offended.

In less than 2 weeks, I will be turning 33. (I know you’re all SHOCKED because I look nowhere NEAR that age, right? Right?)

I’ve actually been excited about it. Mostly, because of my weird number issues and 33 is a number that makes sense to me, but 32 doesn’t. I know, I can’t possibly explain it fully. But the point is- I’m excited about turning 33.

Course that being said, I actually have made NO plans for my birthday, and for the life of me can’t even come up with anything I want to do. (see people, we don’t ALWAYS plan dress-up parties for EVERYTHING) So I will probably just be silently celebrating turning my double number day and embrace the fact that I’m turning a year older.

But then there was yesterday.

Yesterday, I drove home from work, and had my back windows down. There were two young girls riding their bikes in the parking lot and their babysitter was sitting on the opposite curb. The older girl saw my car and screamed, “Her car got crash-ed!” (two syllabus on crash-ed) The babysitter, who was listening to her ipod- looked up and said “What?” And the little girl pointed again and said… (and this is a direct quote…)

“That old lady’s car got crash-ed!!”

I couldn’t even hide my reaction, my mouth dropped open and I turned to look at them with an appalled expression.

Now, the fact that I was a nanny for several years, I do get that even at the age of 19 or 20, children consider you old.

But really??? She called me THAT OLD LADY!!!!

So I don’t know, maybe I WON’T be celebrating with quiet grace like I thought I would. Maybe I’ll just eat dinner at 4:30, and use my walker to make it to bed by sundown.

And for a birthday present, I think someone needs to get me one of those LifeCall necklaces…just in case…