Unfortunately, I have zero pictures for this post. And for that, you have my deepest sympathies. However, you're also in for a treat because the written word flows so eloquently and freely from my fingertips. (Uh...what?)
ANYWAY.
So I thought I had a little post-it of topics I wanted to blog about, but now I can't find it. So somewhere in this office, there's a purple post-it floating around with things like "No snow. Over The Rhine." written on it. Except there was way more. But I can't remember what all there was because I LOST MY POST-IT. So here we go. A free-style, no post-it blog post.
So first things first. We have had one and a half snowfalls this year. And it's December 16th. I'm bummed to the hilt! BUT, as Dan is constantly reminding me, no snow means decent roads and easy commutes. This is true and I can appreciate that. But it's also so ugly and dead-looking outside! There's nothing more pure and innocent than the silence and peace and complete stillness of the first real snowfall. And we're still waiting for it :( So get ready - it's going to be a HUGE deal to me when it finally happens.
On Friday the 9th me and Dan went to see Over The Rhine together...for the fourth time. You can never get enough Linford and Karin. Her voice is probably one of the most beautiful voices I've ever heard. It's like an instrument - she can make it sound eery or deep or soulful. So dynamic. Anyway, sitting through their shows is so emotional for me. The albums Good Dog, Bad Dog and Films For Radio take me back to my freshman year at Bryan College. And it's just so nostalgic in a way that makes me hate myself for not treasuring the time more. So anyway, during O.T.R. shows I'm always a little on edge emotionally anyway. And for SOME REASON, during one song I thought about Kristen and hugging her and hearing her laugh and the fact that I have no idea when or where those things will happen. And that thought, coupled with my already emotional "I'm-at-an-Over-The-Rhine-concert" mentality, I suddenly started crying! It was odd and kind of embarrassing. Dan didn't say anything, so I'm hoping that he (and everyone around us) didn't notice.
So since my last post (I think?), I've joined Pinterest. I'm trying to veer away from all of the super, super, cute and crafty projects though. I may try a few, but the last thing I want is to realize that my house is full of crafty, young wife decor that won't be cute in a few years (or months). So while it's cool to find homemade gift ideas and such, I'm trying to keep that mindset and stick to collecting recipes and ideas that will stick for the long-haul and won't be just temporary time-fillers for me. (But lemme tell ya, you learn some interesting things on Pinterest. For example: saying "beer can" with a British accent is also saying "bacon" with a Jamaican accent. Go ahead. Try it.)
This is how I operate. Tuesday at noon, I changed my mind and decided that I DID need to send out Christmas cards this year. (I decided not to because I'm already SUPER busy and we've spent LOTS of money already on gifts and our new laptop. But, because I was positive that I'm SO important that surely, someone would be offended if I didn't send out a Christmas card...I decided to just do it.) Anyway, so Tuesday at noon I made the decision...and by Wednesday night the cards were printed, enveloped, addressed, stamped and ready for Thursday morning's mail. It's like a magical awesomeness. All I have to do is THINK of something, and it's done. Nice.
Anyway, other than using our new snowman flannel sheets for the first time last night, I think that's the only exciting stuff going on around here. (And I use the term "exciting" very loosely.) All of my/our shopping is (mostly) done, so we're riding out the work wave until we both get the week off between Christmas and New Years. Woo hoo for stay-home vacations! I predict there will be lots of Good Morning America, coffee and clearance Christmas decor shopping :)
3 comments:
Just wait until you have a baby. You'll think of something to do, and then remember you thought of it about 3 times over the next couple days, then finally remember to say something about it to your husband and in a week you might find time to do it. I'm exaggerating of course, but I am typing this one-handed.
Heidi! I love you! I feel so special that you thought of me and cried in public at a concert. :) I miss you!! Maybe I will see you at some point between now and 2 1/2 years from now. I hope so!!
Also, you know I DID say "beer can" in a British accent. Out loud. And you're right! Uncanny!
Also - Becca - I hear ya! :)
I can't believe you brainstorm ideas for your blog.
Scratch that, yes I can.
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