I thought I would share some images of our blizzard. Church was cancelled and the driveway is covered again, so we can’t go anywhere…unless we walk.
This is a Lilac bush in our backyard. It was completely bare this morning. No snow, no ice…nothing.
This is our neighbor’s roof.
Looking out from our front door.
And it’s still coming down just as heavy as it was this morning when I got up at 7:30am.
I know, I know. Why write so melancholy? It is because I woke this morning with my cat, Adagio, coughing up a hairball…on my bed! And as I’m trying to get my feet on the floor, I look out my windows and see snow. More snow. It just doesn’t want to stop. I’ve seen my driveway cleared once this winter. We were suppose to get rain today and snow tomorrow, but the snow is here, in full force.
I have a neighbor who is diligent about shoveling the snow off his roof and it does make a difference with the snow melting and causing ice. But he has had to get up there so many times this winter and now his roof is being covered…again.
Then, to add salt to a wound, I had to write an email to a friend that was difficult. Wow. I’ve only been up for an hour. What will the rest of my day bring?
Oh! And I neglected to tell you that I had to have my cell phone number changed. Do you know how much of a pain that is? When you stop and think of all the places that we give out our phone numbers? Schools, video stores, web sites, churches, friends & family. It adds up quickly which is why I put it off for so long. But my ex-fiance decided to call me at 3:00am! Then he would continue to call every half hour after that. Knowing full well that I had to work. He did this not once, but two times. He only cared about himself and what he had to say to try to hurt me. Does that sound like love to you? If you loved someone with your whole heart, would you call them @ 3 in the morning? Just to aggravate them? I think not.
In any case, I got my cell phone number changed and blocked his home phone number from my home phone. Then he calls my home phone with his cell phone which is a long distance number, so I can’t block it. This time I went straight to his boss and told him what was going on. The cell phone he’s using is a company phone. He said he’d take care of it. But it’s really too bad that he had to get involved anyway.
I’ve been going through my things and sorting what needs to be put somewhere else and what needs to just be thrown away. I came across some letters I had written to my ex and it made me realize just how awful he really was to me. Why did I stick around as long as I did??? Maybe because I kept hoping things would get better. Well they didn’t, they got worse.
So there ya have it. That’s the beginning of my dreary day. Not much sunshine outside or in. I’ll have to do something about that…..
I found out something wonderful! I’m not the only woman in the world that doesn’t like getting flowers! I’m not talking about just Valentine’s Day, I’m talking about any time. They just die. I was having a conversation with two other women at work and they brought it up. My ex told me that I had to be the only woman who didn’t enjoy receiving flowers. It made me feel somewhat guilty; like I was just suppose to like them because he liked to give them.
I don’t like getting flowers as a gift. Now, maybe a couple of roses or a bouquet of spring flowers for no particular reason would be enjoyable, but definately not for Valentine’s Day!
And since I’m on the subject, what is up with the women getting all the attention? “V” Day is not a holiday for guys to shower their gals with cards, candy, flowers, bubble baths and dinner. It’s for couples to show each other how very special they are. Both should give and get.
Ok, now that I’m done with my tantrum, hope you all have a wonderful Valentine’s Day. It’s a day worth celebrating and if you have a chance, find out the history of why we even have this holiday. You may look at it differently.
Another year has hit a milestone. Yesterday was my birhday and I’m now 44. One of my children told me that I may be 44, but I have the heart of an eight year old. She tells me this right after I let her listen to my new ringtone for my alarm which really isn’t a “ringtone”, it’s Buzz Lightyear talking. He says, “This is B.L. Time to get up Space Ranger. The evil Emporer Surg waits for nobody”….and on and on. And then another child tells me I’m a “cool mom”. Those words meant more than any of the gifts they gave. I’m not normally a “words of affirmation” type person, but it did reaffirm that I’m doing something right. Of course some kids would call their parents cool if they were daredevils like Evel Kenieval or could down a six-pack of Bud Light and then belch the alphabet. But the comment was given in love and I’ll take it!
At work I got various fellow workers wishing me a happy birthday which was nice (but somewhat embarrassing) and then at the end of the day, my supervisor and the owner of the company surprised me by saying happy birthday. I didn’t know it, but they were standing a few feet away watching. Not sure what they were watching…whether it was me, my daughter or something totally different, but I’m just glad I was hard at work. Then they tried to embarrass me by saying it louder so others around could hear. And it worked. But I loved it at the same time. Not for the attention, but because I love my job that much. I have bosses that are good people. I like what I do. I feel a part of a group…a family if you will. it’s a nice feeling.
After work I checked my phone and there was a picture message from two of my kids. They blew me kisses. It was the cutest thing. I’ll probably show it to people today at work. Those are the kind of gifts I really, really like. Then we went out to eat which we haven’t done in a very long time. It was really nice. I had a “marg” and let everyone try it. Even Tammany wanted to try it and she’s not an alcohol fan.
Then I stopped at a grocery store because my son wanted to make me a cake. I suggested that they get something already made and make sure there is enough for five people. They got me cupcakes and a whole LOT of my favorite candies; Rolos, Junior Mints, York Peppermint Patties, Peanut M & M’s and Maple Nut Goodies. Wow, it will take me a long time to eat it all…I’m guessing it will take me two days! *grin*
Well, I’m off to work. Dont’want to be late. Have a perfect record so far. Yah, it’s only been a month, so what? I gotta start somewhere!
There haven’t been any new posts for awhile because I was told by my ex-fiance not to write anything about him. I didn’t feel I had written anything specifically about him and I hadn’t mentioned his name, but nonetheless, I began to question why I even have a blog. So, during the past couple of weeks, I’ve thought long and hard about this subject and came to the conclusion that I write in this blog because:
1. I’ve always thought that keeping a journal is a good idea and I have off and on, but since I spend so much time online, it only made sense to keep my journal online as well. I actually find myself looking forward to what I’m going to share.
2. It gives my visitors (and hopefully customers) a little peek into who I am.
3. I simply want to!
So, my repsonse to anyone who doesn’t approve of me writing in the blog is that if you don’t like it, don’t visit my site and don’t read my blog. I don’t include specific names outside of my family anyway, so there’s nothing to be concerned about.
I do want to add a special note to my ex. I find it quite ironic that you don’t approve of me writing about you online, but you didn’t have any problem coming up with ideas to use against your ex wife. And that was ok??? Maybe you just don’t like the truth when it’s tossed in your direction but here it is anyway…when you get upset or angry, you turn into a different person and I don’t like the person you become. Like I’ve told you, it’s a Jekyl & Hyde mentality and I don’t want to live my life wondering when you’re going to turn into the bad guy again.
