First Snow

It's the first snow of the Winter and I have to say that everyone in the house is much more excited about it than I am. The dog was overJOYED this morning when he went out. Copper was running around like a crazed lunatic- stopping short and changing direction over and over. He totally hit the yard jackpot as if someone accidentally left steaks out in the grass.



The boys are quite thrilled as well. We have really only a dusting. Maybe up to an inch in the heavy spots, yet Colten was fairly convinced that he needed snowpants this morning. I am somewhat less enthusiastic. Maybe more coffee will help. Although, it sure does look serene and lovely out there... aside from the silly happy doggie tracks - running circles and skids.

There was such a flurry of excitement and pandemonium as we rifled through the closet for boots and such that the boys missed the bus. We loaded up in the car quickly and headed down the 2 mile hill toward town to school. We ended up coming up behind the bus at a stop! I had forgotten that it was raining late last night before it turned to snow so as I pulled up behind I was really sliding. I though "Oh NOooo my first Winter slide- YUCK!" and we held on. Then we bustled out of the car. Of COURSE I slipped and fell. Hit my knee on the car door and landed on my derriere. So, the first snow inevitably brought with it also the first freak out in the car on ice and my first bruise on the keister.



I had a slice of cheesecake for late breakfast with my delicious and much needed coffee. Why isn't cheesecake more acceptable as a breakfast item? We can have pancakes, and coffeecake. In all actuality, muffins are just glorified cupcakes without the frost. Mark's birthday was Thursday last week and I made a beautiful, large homemade cheesecake for him. Unfortunately, It's Monday and there is still a good portion left! I feel obligated to keep at it. Thank goodness I think it is a perfectly acceptable breakfast offering. Daddy and the boys, with the birthday desserts:



Yes, You can see by the cheesecake pics that we still have all the Autumn decorations up. I need to get those down and try to get Christmas up. My Jack O'Lanterns are some of my favorite decorations...I am so sad to see them go. I didn't decorate the house for holidays or seasons this year as I always do, until the Fall. As much as I've tried to pull myself out of this slumpish and depressive behavior, I can see in myself that I am still not back fully. I am DREADING the dragging out of the Christmas decor.



I am also trying to jumpstart my creativity again. I have been on a self-induced hiatus for so long... I apologize- but mostly to myself. I have felt so listless and uncreative. We know sometimes that we do too much. I have a problem in that I never say No. Things continue to go along swimmingly for quite awhile before I can notice myself drowning. When I notice it, it's too late. I had to step out and try to find me again. Any muse had long left me and I have been just floating in non-creative outer space.

This is not a "Oh, Woe is me." blog post. This is a "Boy, where I've been is crummy and I'm looking forward to leaving it behind! YeeHaw!" blog post.

We've had some big family health issues this past year. Some are still ongoing and it zaps a lot of our strength. I end up just retreating into my own head and not peeking out for a really long time. It's unfortunate. I tend to bottle up all emotion and battle it on the inside, which eats away at my emotional strength and physical health. I REALLY need to work on that. Not retreating and hiding. When that's how you've always dealt with things, it's hard to change it. (Especially as old as I am now, lol.) One bit of up news- I did have a small surgery for a lump in my chest. I'm healing and it was benign, so that was good news.

Over this hiatus (or rather, when I was sucked into the creative black hole) I've just been trying to do some little things. I made some cool garden decorations. Of course, I have no pictures of those! LOL and I also concentrated on making some jewelry for myself. The girls at work seem to like it and always check me for new earrings when I come in the door.

I'm treading water here, and trying to enter back into the pool slowly. It's kind of scary and I feel a bit lost. So much has happened to so many of you, good and bad. The art goes on and changes and I don't quite know where to stick my foot in right now! I am away from all the latest and greatest. It's just good to see some light shining again.

I think it's bouncing off the snow in the yard and hitting me in the eye :)