For the love of winter
Last year, I don't recall enjoying winter at all. That is not to say I didn't, but my mind has chose to embrace all of the negative parts of last years winter. For example...my house was really, really cold, it was really really cold outside, I worked all week, I didn't get snow days because I had a real job, I didn't do any fun activities, blah blah blah. Well this year will be different and it already is. For example. I have already been sledding twice and I am learning to play hockey, which has been immensely fun and exciting. Hockey has been one of those things where I am so bad that I can't help but get exponentially better every time I play. Which as been fun. Also, 'tis the season to knit, and knit I intend to do. So this winter I have made a vow that, first and foremost I will not be cold, and secondly I will have fun. I look forward to keeping you posted on my exciting winter happenings :)
Feeling Kind Of Dated (Or like I could use a new car)
You know how older people reminisce about how things were back in the day. Like before DVDs and iPods and cars and indoor plumbing and cell phones. I think you get the picture. Every once in a while someone will say something to the effect of, well you probably don't remember floppy disks or before cell phones or before CDs. I usually try and act like I know what I'm talking about. I have used floppy discs and VHSs and vinyl records, but in truth it was when I was little and minus the VHS tapes those things weren't a way of life for me like DVDs and cell phones and the internet are today. Sure I've seen vinyl records and have heard them played in my Grandpa's shop since I could crawl, but I've never owned one and I've never had one be my only form of music. This leads me to my actual story. I coach a soccer team and the girls are 8,9, and 10 years old. I was driving one of the girls to practice and I informed her that she might want to roll the window down as it is a '94 Jeep that has no A/C. She looked at the door and then looked back at me. "I don't see where to roll down the window." "It's right down there by your knee." She then saw a cord sticking out from under the dash. She pushed her finger on it. "Is this it." "Nope, it is actually that knob next to your knee. You have to turn it and the window will go down." "Oh" "Have you ever rolled down a window like this one?" In awe she said "No" Needless to say I laughed quietly to myself and grinned the rest of the way. Little things in life sure make your day : )
Marlie and me (me being Kenny and myself)
Marlie is our new puppy/baby. She is pure bred mutt, and the closest title for what she is a "Beabull". Marlie's story with us started just over a week ago. We were on vacation in Florida visiting our Aunt and Uncle when one morning our Aunt brought home a puppy after her morning walk. The puppy had flees, two ticks, no collar and was very bloated. Clearly a stray. Before we met, I had no desire for a dog, but once I held her we fell in love. We looked for a home for her, but no one would take her. So after much debate and searching for a home, we ended up keeping her. When Kenny first met her she was a 5 on the cute scale and I am happy to inform you that since coming home she has made it all the way up to a 9.5. She is like most other puppies. She pees, poops, and chews, but we love her.
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