To Do: Catch Up On The Blog

I've got some catching up to do. Not just in blogland, now that I think about it. There's one more bathroom to clean. The wood floors. The taking down of the Christmas deco. Balancing the checkbook. Bills. Read AtHome America stuff and get organized there. Thank you's. Clean out the dress-up clothes bin. Take the dog in for the Parvo shot. Dentist appointments. Windex the glass, sliding door. Make the grocery list. Coupons. Dust the bedroom. Call great grandma. Get stuff to make bean dip for tomorrow. Wine. Watch Big Bang Theory, Season One. Change Hip Hop class to Jazz/Tap. Figure out who is reading my blog from Scappoose. Figure out where in Oregon Scappoose is. Miss Calvin. Work out. Play Operation with the girls. Figure out dinner. Eat an orange. To do, to do, to do...

You can get a lot done when you're snowed in for three weeks. You can also get a lot not done when you're snowed in for three weeks. I was good and laid back for about two and a half weeks, and then I had hit the limit of stuff that can pile up and not be done. I might've got a little crazy there for a minute. It lights a fire though. We took an entire day going through both of the girls' rooms before Christmas. Weeding out. Organizing. Throwing away. We filled up about four tubs for Goodwill. That felt really good. Less is more. Why can't I get that through my head? Their rooms are actually quite roomy without all that stuff getting in the way. The girls were good about it. I felt better. And then resumed my laid back position, at least until I tackle all the stuff in the first paragraph.

We had a very nice Christmas. We did, we did (I hope you did as well). It was for sure a White Christmas. It hasn't snowed like that here in Portland, since 1968. It was pretty huge for us. You might have like one snowy day here, not three weeks worth. Not like three weeks of snow and ice, not melting. When it does snow here, it's fleeting, exciting, here today, gone tomorrow. Not this time though. It kind of stopped everything. For three weeks.

We were relaxed though. We pretty much had to be relaxed, given the weather. Christmas came and we braved the roads, bumping in and out of icy ruts, and made it to everyone's house that we were supposed to. We ate well. Laughed a lot. Played Skip-Bo. Drank Hot Buttered Rum. Enjoyed the kids. Felt thankful that great grandma was out of the hospital and sitting in the rocking chair with us, in the middle of it all. Felt thankful the power stayed on.





After Christmas, we were happy to see the rain finally wash all the snow away. We were actually wishing for rain--in Oregon. It was good to be in jeans again, and out of the sweats. To drive. We certainly had a lot of quality time together, already reaching the quality time quota for January, I think. I'm pretty sure my hubby actually wanted to go back to work, rather than work from our dining room table for one more day (maybe that's just me). It was good while it lasted, it's just that sometimes rain and boring old routine, is a good thing.

For now, I want to wish you a very Happy New Year! I hope it's full of good things for you, for our country and for the world in which we live! And if you're from Scappoose, please leave a comment, I'm so curious!