1) someone is sick, again.
2) it snowed, a lot. again.
3) i'm tired of it, therefore feeling sad/bummed/miserable. again.
Don't worry, I'm even sick of myself. Which is why I try really hard to just not write when I know it's going to be one big whine-complain-wahhhh fest again. It's like, I know it in my head. I really shouldn't complain, because things are good. But I also just, sincerely, down to the depths of my bones am craving warmth and sunshine in a way I'm not sure I ever have. It's all I can think about. I daydream about moving towards warmth. What my life would be like if I had little beach babes instead of kids bundled up like we live in the tundra. Sometimes I sincerely think quality of life is at stake during rough winters like this. I mean, I can't be alone in this thought.
Anyway. I will try to avoid
sobbing hysterically whining about the 12+" of snow coming tonight into tomorrow and instead I'll blab about other things.
-Remember when I mentioned that we started watching Breaking Bad? Yea, well we did and we have completed it. All of it. I have never, ever been so ready for a show to be done. Because, holy stressful-knot-in-my-stomach-batman. Although I'm really glad that's over with, I loved the show (which is weird for me, actually), and may eventually miss it. For now, I breathe a sigh of relief and side-eye every car wash and blue rock candy out there. It has warped my brain, man.
|get ready, Declan-this is your Valentine.|
-Since we're talking TV...let's talk TV. The Bachelor, yep--I'm watching. While you won't find me doing a roundup every week talking about such things (I find the few I read kinda funny, mostly), I'm a faithful watcher for the most part, but I'm not a huge fan of the girls this season. I pretty much only like Renee, and I have a feeling she won't be 'it'. He'll probably end up with Clare who I find, honestly, a little
lot annoying. Yet, of course I'll still watch. Juan is charming, I'll give you that. (Also, I cannot, I mean, cannot watch any more kissing scenes between him and Sharleen though--they are the epitome of awkward and I get squeamish. Ok just had to get that out. phew.)
-Emeline & Lucy are SO sisters. They literally adore each other one second and playing in a magically sweet way, and then beating each other the next. It's pretty roller-coaster'y around here. There's squeal and giggles galore, and then screaming. It pretty much goes on all day, every day. See also: bracing for the teen years.
-It's safe to say that we (Emeline) are beyond Frozen obsessed along with every other little girl age 2-10 around the world because our life basically revolves around this movie and the soundtrack, and oh, you can't forget the dresses, too. My husband and I are perfecting our duet to 'Love is an Open Door' and, well, it's quite impressive. Basically, we are like every other parent with Frozen-obsessed children. YOU CANNOT GET THOSE SONGS OUT OF YOUR HEAD, FOR THE LOVE.
1 minute and 29 seconds of your life you can't get back, but I promise you won't regret.
(majorly regretting not getting this on my big camera, sigh.)
-I feel like for once we don't have Valentines Day plans, and because of the impending doom, I mean, snow, I'm actually all whatever about it-since they would have been ruined anyway, likely. We always 'celebrate' the day because A BILLION AND ONE YEARS ago Declan asked me to be his girlfriend on that day. So it's special. And if my calculations are correct, I believe it was 12 years ago. Holy cow. I've been with this guy for 12 years, that's insane! We were such babies. But I'm glad it worked for us (duh).
Saying yes to be his girlfriend. Saying yes to be his wife. Two cute girls. I still like him. I'd say we've done good so far.
We'll celebrate with popcorn & probably some kid movie on the couch, let's be honest. Cheers to being super awesome.
Alright. Back to daydreaming about Springtime.