Sunday, February 17, 2008
Hazy Shades Of Winter
This morning, while still in my dreamstate, I heard rain falling and it sounded like the type of rain you hear when Spring has hit. When the Cherry Blossom trees are pink and white, when the Tulips are up, when the birds are out singing their welcoming morning tunes.
The rain sounded like Spring rain.
But, it smelled like Winter rain.
Spring isn't here yet.
Matter of fact, one of my four large trees in the front yard finally shed her last leaf. Talk about someone not good with change, poor tree!
There is a difference you know, between the smell of Spring and Winter rain. I say Spring before Winter only because I have mentally put Winter behind me, therefore he has to be last in the equinox of written words in this blog until next year, of course.
Today isn't a Spring rain, but rather a nasty Winter rain. It's the foreplay before the intimate KAPOW!/ORGASMICALLY cheated experience of yet another winter storm. Thankfully the boys both have tomorrow off of school due to it being Presidents Day. So, now we sit around and wait. Right now it's only at first base, the stage of Flash Flooding, and that's a big thanks due to the temperatures reaching 40degree's today. GOOD! Run off all the sheets of ice my driveway has grown, like fungi in a petri dish, I am anxious to grow something besides salt covered driveways.
See the map at the beginning of this post? I'm somewhere inbetween OHARE and DEKALB and AURORA, a Bermuda Triangle of CB location, I guess.
The snow comes later, tomorrow, according to the news guys.
Jackson will begin learning about fertilization, eggs and chicks on tuesday, which reminds me, I need to send him to school on Tuesday with an Unfertilized egg. Yes, children are going to hatch eggs, watch baby chicks emerge if they're lucky, cry when they can't take them home as pets, and learn a valuable lesson on the "other eggs" that are begging for Bacon in their refrigerators at home. Should be a fun time for him in school.
Today I am going to see the movie, 27 Dresses with two of my neighborhood girlfriends. I can't tell you the last time I went to a movie with women. I have high hopes for SnowCaps, Nacho's, a big bubbly drink of Coke, and a movie about weddings, dresses and always the bridesmaid. I have heard mixed reviews on this movie, but all in all, it will be a great time to go to see a "chick flick." See, those two words don't mesh well in my home. The last chick flick I watched was when Bigdogg went to Florida last August. I can't be that cruel of a wife and "make him" sit there as I wipe snot from my nose, while sobbing over a woman on the screen that has managed to get a tampon stuck up her best friend's nose.
You understand right?
Nothing else going on here, except I made a delicious recipe that was baked for us from my friends husband while in Arizona last week! It's Baked Spaghetti, but not just any type of Baked Spaghetti, the kind that hosts garlic, and bell peppers, feta cheese, and freshly grated parmesan cheese too. I've wanted Bigdogg to try this amazing fanciful meal since I returned from Arizona, but have been so sick that the thought of food alone made my belly close her doors for a few long days. So, last night, around 6Pm, I ran out to our local grocer, Jewel Food Stores, and picked up all the necessary ingredients to prepare a yummy baked garlic pleasure for my favorite boys.
It turned out quite good. Not as good as the one I had in Arizona, but in time it will reach that level of tasteful. The "I am eating my friend's husband's leftovers with my fingers off his plate," type of wonderous perfection. I used too much olive oil with mine, but no big thing.
I also learned another interesting tidbit about my three younger ones last night. While jullienne-ing (WORD in proper form?????) the bell peppers, they squeaked their way into the kitchen, mousing for the yellow strips of peppers. My boys like green peppers I guess! How fabulous! They also, as I discovered last night, love freshly grated parmesan cheese and freshly crumbled Feta Cheese.
According to my baby, Ben, he enjoys dipping things. So, with his meal last night, he discovered that spaghetti noodles and garlic bread tastes even better dipped in his strawberry flavored MOTTS apple sauce.
Sure we ate dinner quite late last night, all of us did, and sure that isn't something that I'd normally do, but hey, it's okay to go against the grain of scheduling.
It was a great evening. The boys to bed about 20minutes after dinner/dessert was finished, and I asleep on the couch as Bigdogg watched the last 10+minutes of the movie he attempted to watch in the afternoon during nappie times called, THE KINGDOM. He's been climbing the walls to see this movie!
Apparently Garlic is a natural sleep remedy for me, because according to him, I logged off of the Webkinz website, stumbled and crumbled my way to the couch, plopped my tired self down on the couch, and with my glass of Pinot wine in hand, managed to zonk right out while keeping the wine in my glass, straight. While my head was turned towards the couch, mouth wide open, sawing logs for the purposes of energy conservation next Winter.
Now that's a Class act if I say so myself.
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