Weekend Capers.

Wow. Can't believe that I have not written on my blog since last Tuesday...
Where have I been?

School. And Work. And School again.

I am still loving school so, so much.

Yesterday, I went to Nashville for a Right to Life training session. I left a little early, and then came home a little late. I was thrilled to visit Target. And then, it just so happened, that I needed to stop at the gas station at Lebanon. So I also "ran into" The Children's Place.

My Target stop did not produce anything spectacular.

Boy, I do love The Children's Place.

They have this new spring line of blues and yellow's... the funny thing is, it wasn't really for Emma. I was looking for Tripper some church clothes. (He is FINALLY growing - in a 4T!)

Then, I got to stop at WalMart on my way home.

The magical thing is that I did this all by myself. That was awesome. I drove to Nashville, sung songs, pretended I did not have a care in the world - all alone. I did figure out that it is not really cool to sing Pink at the top of your lungs in a van.

So, what about today, you ask? Well, today is Superbowl Sunday. We have church, then we go to Grandma's to make horseshoe shaped cookies in support of my special man, Peyton Manning. In between that, I need to read like four chapters of textbook and write a paper.

I have moved on to book 2 of the Twilight series. I plan on writing a review here, soon,

Thankful.

Today, I am thankful

• for the rain... maybe it will wash away some of this ice and snow.
• for my children's grandparents. I came home yesterday and they were outside sledding and had built a snowman. It is awesome to watch memories like that being made. My inlaws ROCK.
• for my new van and the security I have while driving.
• for my job and the ability to take my children with me when it snows.
• for my children, their health, their sense of humor, their agression (I know that is a strange one - but I know that no one will ever run over them. They know how to stand up for themselves.)
• Emma's ability to pick out her own clothes - I need to let her dress the way she wants - but this morning we had an altercation because she came downstairs in all brown. It was different shades with a stained top, capri pants, snow boots and an Old Navy sweater. I made her change and I shouldn't have done that.
• Dave. Nuff' said.
• my dad bringing me morning coffee.

Over the Snow. And a Book Review.

There is still so much crunchy snow all the way around. Even though the temp is supposed to be in the 40's today, I know that there will not be any school until the end of the week.

Today, my classes were cancelled. I was a wee bit disappointed.

I had a semi productive weekend - as soon as I would clean, it would get messed back up.
I cooked more this weekend than I have in the past month. I made hot chocolate, snow cream, loaded potato soup (Weight Watchers - 2 Points!) cookies (not weight watchers) hamburgers, french fries, mac and cheese, stir fry, and bunches of other food.

The kids have had a blast playing in the snow. But it needs to go away. It is interfering with my life.

So I look at www.weather.com and put in my zip code... guess what?
A chance of snow on Thursday, Saturday and Sunday.

Awesome!

OK, I was so bored that I sucked it up and finished Twilight.

I was finally interested at about page 250. Before that, my mind was mush. I didn't understand why this 17 year old girl was liking a guy that was pasty white, glittery in the sun, who ran fast, drove fast, and liked to bite animals. And besides that, he was kinda like a pedophile. Born in 1901, well - that is too old emotionally for a 17 year old, right?

And it seemed kinda creepy that he hung out in her room all night while she slept. Who's to say that he did not watch her go to the bathroom? I just kept wanting her to say, "OK Dude. This is not natural. You bite animals and drink their blood. I am going back to Phoenix."

Throughout the book, he was having to restrain himself from drinking her blood. She smelled good to him. He smelled good to her. So I got to the point of, "OK. Just bite her and get it over with. You know it is inevitable."

I am looking for book #2 today. The library doesn't have it. And while I am not fatuated with the whole Bella/Jacob/Edward - human/werewolf/vampire dilemma, I just want to know if he bites her.

A waste of brain cells? Yes, for me it was. But I was in the house with a bunch of kids.
I had to do what I had to do.