Happy Turkey Day

... A day late.

I was so exhausted yesterday that I never managed to get on the computer. Ok, I was on long enough to harvest Farmville. That's it, I swear.

Thanksgiving was down sized this year as we headed up to the wilds of Pine Bush. This year it was just 6 of us having dinner. I have to admit that the smaller holidays get me down. I grew up with these huge, crazy family functions. Insanity is my sanity at the holidays!

Back to my point, it was still a wonderful time, but it was cut short when the freezing rain started in. Since it takes almost 90 minutes to get home on a good day.

Distance Era

I've been casually browsing the MLS again. Just to see what homes are out there, hoping the right one will pop off the computer screen and scream, "BUY ME". I found one that came really, really close. Until I realized that it was going to put Joe an hour away from work. Not a horrible commute, since it is about what he has now. But we agreed that the next house has to put us closer to where he works. So, that house was shot down. I think I'm a bit heartbroken. It was a fully refinished 1855 Victorian style home. It's not normally my taste, but it was so painstakingly renovated and it looked beautiful. I would've lived on ramen noodles again to get us in that house. Damn distance.

*Sigh* Let me know when we've perfected teleportation.

Snow's Frenemy

Snow, you little PITA, sending your friend, freezing rain to pummel me today. How could you after I profess my love for you over your friend. Now I must curl up on my couch and lay amongst my pile of blankets. My pets beside me to provide extra warmth.

It's too soon for this!

Ode to Snow

Snow.

Evil, little 4-letter word. You're possibly going to be landing on the mountains around me this weekend. I do protest! It's far too early for you to start nudging your way into my life. Each year, I spend at least 5 months with you here, cramping my style. Why must we start early this year?

I thank you for not making you're October visit, as you have for the past 2 years. However, anytime prior to Thanksgiving is too early.

Oh snow, before you think I hate you, let me say how much I love you compared to your friends bitter cold and ice. I loathe them. At least snow, you are fluffy, white and can make the world look so peaceful when you're freshly fallen.

But it does not change the fact that you're behaving like an unwanted holiday guest who decided to come up early just for the heck of it. Like unprepared relatives, I cringe at the notion of your early arrival.

Oh snow, what shall we do?