Let It Snow. NO!

I love the fall, the cool crisp air, breaking out the sweaters and boots.  But these freezing cold temperatures, ice and snow do nothing for me.  Perhaps as my cold weather corrupter is trying to convince me, if I had a snuggle man and a reason to stay in bed or on the sofa all day it might not be so terrible. I'm still not convinced, but I'm still man-less as well.

I think one reason I have such a hard time with this weather is because I'm terrified of driving on snow and ice.  I have done it and can do it if absolutely necessary, but I get anxious and nervous.  My hands grip the steeling wheel and my eyes are constantly darting around, watching every car and imagining that the next stretch of road is going to be black ice.

So, here I am sitting in the living room and watching the snow flakes drift around in the wind.  The snow fall is heavy for a while and then it all but diminishes only to start up again. I ventured out this morning just to see how cold it is.  Yes, let me confirm it is cold.  I do see glimpses of sunshine, though.  Enough to slip into that bathing suit and take a dip in the pool?  Not quite, unless it is indoors and heated.

I say "Let It Snow - NO!"

All In a Day's Work

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I had a super bad day today.  I'm fully aware that PMS can leave me depressed and extremely emotional.  Most often lately I am able to control it because I am aware of it.  But today just was not possible.  It hit me like a ton of bricks.  I hate it.  I cried like a big ole' titty baby all day and well into the night.  I spent some time at my daughter's helping her redo her spare bedroom and I'm tearing down wallpaper like a chick high on speed and crying like I just had been kicked by Mr. T himself.  My hormones have been all over the chart today.

OMG!  PMS.. bite me, you stupid bitch!

Places I want to Go - Sardinia

Here I sit staring out the front door windows in the living room, gazing at the snow covered grass and just feeling the cold as if I were outside on the deck. For as far as I can see there is snow covered land and tall trees in the distance. No neighbors, no houses or buildings of any kind interfering with the serene scenery.

It is cold and I'm covered in a fuzzy Christmas blanket with pictures of Christmas trees and Santa. In the corner is a Christmas tree lit in green, blue, yellow and red lights and gold tinsel. There are candy canes and red ornaments as well and the bottom of the tree is surrounded by wrapped presents flaunting various holiday themes.

The news is blasting the winter forecast that is planning on hitting us this weekend in the form of rain changing to snow last Saturday night with very frigid temperatures. Just this week I broke out my winter jacket. I feel like an Eskimo when I wear it and it definitely keeps me warm. Winter is not my favorite time of the year. I do enjoy a good snow fall, but if I could have my wish I'd have it snow for Christmas just enough to make things pretty and then quickly melt away.

I have been following the news detailing the number of people homeless right now. People are actually sleeping outside in this weather. It is terrible. I do realize sometimes people make their own beds, but there are many who for various reasons have things happen outside of their control. I have never been homeless nor have I been hungry, not truly hungry, so I cannot even imagine it. I have been down and poor and through rough times, but I am very thankful for my family support that I have had to keep me going. I imagine there are many people that do not have family, friends or any other kind of support system in place.

I think tomorrow I might make a few phone calls and find a place to volunteer. The holidays make it more apparent that people need help. It shouldn't take the holidays for me to think of helping others and I am sorry for that, but it is a start that hopefully will be put to good use and continue for a long time to come.

Dear Santa

Dear Santa,

I want my dad back.

I want my dad back for my mom.

I want my kids to be small again.

I want hungry people to not be hungry.

I want sick people to be healed and healthy.

I want peace for everyone I know and every stranger.

I want homeless people to find warmth and a place to call home.

I want everyone to have just what they need and on a rare occasion something they just want.

I want my best friend back.

I want forever happiness, health and contentment for my kids.

I want my knight in shining armor who rides a monogamous horse.

I want my grey hairs to disappear.

I want the insanity that started two years ago to stop.

I want to see that old man again that sat outside every day for months on my drive to work and suddenly disappeared.

I want Santa to have a safe and warm travel night.

If I can't have any of that, I just don't want anything at all. So feel free to focus on other people and their needs and wants. Enjoy your cookies and milk!

Kecia

I love and hate holidays all at the same time. It's wonderful to spend time with family but holidays should be 3 or 4 days long so there's no hectic rush. It seems in today's world everyone is so busy running here, visiting there, that time is limited or doesn't seem as precious or quality.

Holidays leave me thankful, reminding me of all the positive in my life and appreciating the people I care about. Holidays also can leave a sadness, whether it's missing someone no longer around or just a general melancholy mood that can creep in if you're not careful involving so many "what ifs" that it can get overwhelming.

I realize I am very lucky and thankful to have what I have and to have such wonderful children and family. I wouldn't trade them for anything. My kids have always been my life.

I hope that everyone has a peaceful Thanksgiving.

Yesterday was a crazy day. My daughter called, crying and hurt. Somehow she fell into a mirrored door. She bruised and scratched up her back. Fortunately no glass pierced her skin. Then my son called and hurt his ankle. Turns out he broke it in two different places and will be getting a cast put on it tomorrow. It really upsets me when my kids get hurt. They both are fine, thank goodness.

I have just been hanging around the house today, goofing off online, sent out a few resumes, did some packing and spent time with my mom. Tomorrow I am going to my daughter's. We'll be cooking for Thanksgiving. This year it will be at my sister's.

The holidays will be a little tough. I miss my dad.

I'm feeling blah today. Not terrible blah, just blah. I did a lot of writing and music listening today. Music can sometimes have a negative effect on me. Happens when I'm such a sensitive cry baby.

I spent some time outside today, but it was a bit cool. Took a short walk and sat on the porch for a while and read. Vegetable soup for dinner and a hot bath afterwards.

Now I am just watching HGTV, or at least listening somewhat to it, and well, kind of just sitting here.

I put my toilet tissue on so that it comes off from the bottom. It is just how I roll. I'm cool like that.

Speaking of cool, I am much cooler than the flip side of the pillow. Ask me, I'll tell you.

I am a freak on many levels. Book, olive, neat, salsa, beach and imagination. Kind of like a fill in the blank sentence.

I hate winter and summer. Unless it's Christmas or I have my feet in the sand on the beach. I complain when it's too cold. I moan when it's too hot. I am a very nice complainer and sweet moaner, though.

I am a blue jean baby kind of woman. I enjoy dressing up and my heels, but nothing compares to the fit of a good pair of blue jeans. Well, unless it's a comfy pair of PJ's to lounge around it.

I am simple and yet so complex. I am woman. But I do not roar. I'm fairly quiet for the most part.

I forget to put on deodorant 5 out of 7 days of the week. Fortunately I don't stink. I don't know what's so complicated about remembering, but I just don't. It's weird.

I have started writing a book. It has taken me months to write three chapters. Do you think I'll ever reach the end?

I hate doing windows. I'll do them because I like the clean sparkle and shine, not to mention the clear view, but it's not something I wake up and jump out of bed for.

I do jump out of bed in the morning. I don't linger. Up and at 'em!

I often times walk through stores smiling at people just to see how many smile back. Very few do. Some people look at me like they think I might be a wee bit touched. Makes me smile even brighter.

I have been known to be clumsy. I trip over my own feet, throw full glasses of drinks on the floor, run into things and so forth. I just giggle and continue on.

I am a huge George Jones fan. I have panties just waiting to be tossed at him. Fortunately for him I am a bit shy and haven't had the courage to throw them. And I'm respectful of his wife. I know that once he has had my panties in his hands and even a touch from me, she'd be history. Heck, I try not to even look at him because my eyes would pull him in.

Notice there have been a lot of sentences that start off with "I"? Yeah, I know, it's terrible. This is all about me. If you would want me to write about you, just let me know and I can do that as well.

For now, that's all you get. :)