So, how are you? Yes, yes. I know. I said I would post, I don’t post. I’m… I… I’ve got nothing. I should have time. I should have something to say. Somehow, the two things don’t seem to converge.
Stop looking at me like that!
Jen tagged me in a meme and since I’m snowed in with no car, I really have no excuse, do I?
1) At this time of year, 3pm, when the sun hits fully the rear window of the house and sends light flooding in at the just angle I love best. It also blinds anyone trying to use the computer, so my kids have to go find something else to do. Double bonus.
2) Steel cut oat with apples or pears and walnuts or almonds and some cinnamon. I realize now that the only thing stopping me from becoming this man is a good wax job.
3) When that song you really loves come up on Pandora. That one that makes you squeal and jump up and down. Every. Damn. Time. As it so happens, I like a lot of songs, so I’m a jumping, squealing machine.
4) Playing Futsal again. I was winded. I pulled my thigh muscle. I couldn’t keep up. I got hit by the ball a lot. It was awesome.
5) Walking into the house after work and smelling one of your favorite dinners already cooking. Bonus if there is bread. It happens almost never. My spouse does most of the cooking, but he’s almost never home early enough to have dinner ready when I walk in the door. Yes, I realize I sound like a total arse, but hey, it’s what I like. (Kevin just made the best Chicken Tikka Masala ever and I think I’d like to smell that every day upon arriving home from work. With Naan.)
6) When a smell triggers a long hidden memory and the memory floods you with an overwhelming sense of contentment and grateful reminiscing that you have been the recipient of much love, knowing how lucky you are to be able to give that feeling to others.
7) Fresh sheets on my bed, tight enough to bounce a quarter on, with extra blankets. This would move to number one if my husband would ever let me put a down comforter on the bed. As I am married to a blast furnace, I don’t think this will happen while we share a bed. Come to that, having a blast furnace to lie down with and wake up to every day. I love that blast furnace.
8 ) When the house is quiet at night except for the sound of the dishwasher purring and we’re all tucked in together, Kevin and I side by side on the couch, the kids in their nooks, reading.
9) The seed and chick catalogs that are coming in the mail. They bring hope and faith that the air will be warm again, the grass green again after our quiet hibernation. There are prairies and chairs that are waiting for me to sit a spell in the sunshine.
10) Paying the bills. How can this be a light, you say? Knowing that there is money to pay them, which is unfortunately more than a lot of people can say right now. More that WE used to be able to say. That feeling of being caught up and safe and sound for another month. Feeling on top of things and floating, not flailing and sinking.