My Baby

Our one and only child was registered for school this week. WOW.

Nothing About How It Snew

Did you notice that I didn't mention anything about snowfall, Ice quakes, or blizzards in my previous post?

Why I Love My Life

I started thinking about this last week when I came home from work rather exhausted. Papa M was cooking something that smelled delicious and said, "There's a wine tasting downstairs and you're invited. " He then suggested that I should go down to the C&B and taste some amazing Austrian wine while chatting with the winemaker while M finished making dinner. This is not an unusual welcome home.

On Sunday we three went out for brunch to my favorite place, which you see in the photo here. Note the plates of lovely food and the content looks on our faces. Rosebud was enjoying the Ace Burger, which was named after one of her best buddies. I had an egg sandwich with avocado (hello, Librarian), pico de gallo relish and chipotle mayo, a side of yukon gold potatoes, and a pint of Bells' Winter White. Papa M had the self-explanatory Bad Breath Burger.

The whole scene was very entertaining, including the table behind us of loud, happy goth hairdressers having breakfast cocktails and playing the game of Life. One of them was adorably stretched out in the booth having a little nap. The table on the other side was a dashing, mischievous-looking Guy Table. There were about six fellas and a big bag of golf clubs. One guy came to be called (by us) Da Vinci because of his wild beard; he was seated next to the shaggy guy in the cowboy hat who was yacking in a lively manner with The Indian Grad Student. Later, as they waited for the check to be settled, a couple of them went out to take a few practice swings with the clubs outside the window nearest to us. This is my typical life and I love it.

Thanks to everyone for the grand birthday wishes and for being part of this wonderful, happy life I live.

And sorry I'm so behind in my blog!

It Snew Again

And this is pretty much all that's going on out there.

Footy

This is still pretty much all that's going on with me.

It Snew

Finally, I am emotionally prepared to post these photos from our notorious blizzard, which nobody enjoyed last Wednesday. We got a foot of snow in one day, some say more, and I can briefly join those who REALLY complain about the local winter weather. Usually, it's a mere annoynance to me at worst and often I enjoy the winter prettiness. I haven't much sympathy for those who moan about it as though they don't realize that we live in the Mid-friggin'-West were this happens reliably all the time. But I was stuck in it, as I ridiculously decided to be a "trooper" and take my post op footy to work. After half a day of whiteout, I knew I needed to git back to the safety and warmth of home. The bus trip that typically takes 20 minutes tops took me over an hour and a half with no promise that I wouldn't be forced to break down and make a desperate call, probably from a bar, for assistance from home. I made it. Tonight we're supposed to get up to six more frozen inches.

Papa M

The man hisself. Oh, how I heart him.