Help! My dog is impaled on a stick!
Not really. She’s just been doing this today.
She’s fine. More than fine. She’s loves this snow. She likes to run in it, eat it, roll in it….
(notice the back paws in the air. we call this particular move “the yippy skippy.”)
Me, I’m ready for spring, a little warm sunshine, some nice cool breezes. Aren’t you?
And since our blue skies have now disappeared, I leave you with something else blue:
[A glimpse of the Let the Dog in! household...]
–Woo hoo! Fresh snow! So fluffy and squeaky! Let’s go try out the new sled at Kid’s closed school across the street!
–Yay, hot chocolate!
–Let’s go do more sledding!
–Kid is Super Demon Sleddergirl!
–Snow Day from school, but it’s been fun. Maybe they’ll have school tomorrow….
–No school. AGAIN.
–Kid rejects offer of sledding after lunch.
–Quick, online scramble for “craft,” as requested by Kid.
–All afternoon spent in kitchen making multicolored dough ornaments. Yay, sorta.
–Hello, Senor Winter Break, two days early. You might suck.
–Break in snowing–thankthehighheavens, you mean I can leave my block??
–Oh, it’s so nice in this library, so many books and magazines, too little time. The people, see all the people.
–Still snowing. At least we have power.
–Isn’t it Christmas yet?
–Sledding anyone? Anyone?
–Did the hubs really buy Goldschlager and no Baileys, Kahlua or Drambuie?? Does he not know me at all?
–Are you there TIVO, it’s me, Badmommy.
–Guess I could write a blog post…