First, the eye candy. We got 2 more inches of snow, between 4-5 on the ground. It is lovely.
And fun to run around in. Here's some things we saw today.
The down side to all that fun is the clumps of snow that need to melt away afterward. But we got some good exercise and one of us gets to nap around all afternoon, and it isn't me.
Mr. Tucker has been fussing at his ears a bit lately and has a swollen lymph gland in his neck, so tomorrow we adventure at the Vet's office. Hope it's an easy fix. I have already envisioned every possible scenario from harmless to horrifying, because that's how I roll.
Do you like his portrait in the corner? My mom sketched it for him last Christmas.
I'm sore and achy and tired of being tired and thinking it's time for my next checkup too.
It actually is time for all that maintenance stuff, mammograms and bloodwork and what not.
My vision is getting much worse and it's time for new glasses again already.
Maybe I need some more therapy on those nerve bundles, or some exercises to fight the arthritis.
It's always something for someone around here, but I'll take something over nothing anyday.
One of my second cousins died in his sleep last week. He was 44 and sometimes nothing makes sense in this life, not when parents have to bury their son, and young kids have to say goodbye forever to their dad. It's put me in a very reflective mood this week, and made me wake up every day this week grateful to have awakened. I'm hyper tuned to gratitude lately, and since my boy just went back to school and my daughter being so sweet, I try not to cry in my weepy happy way, trying not to be too sentimental or sensitive about everything, but it's really hard this time of year.
I'm trying to stomp around outside with the dog at least once a day, even though the cold has been ridiculous and the snow a mess. There's still always, always, something worth seeing when I do and I never, ever am sorry I went for a little walkabout.
I just really look forward to warmer weather walkabouts. I'm getting a little too creaky for the cold.
For now, I'll daydream about warmer places. The little voice in my head that asks too many questions keeps asking me why I don't take a trip somewhere warm and lovely, soon. Soon. Soon.
Until next time.
I guess a thanks for reading to the bottom picture is in order. Here ya go, a promise of Spring.