These are my daily rants, stories, and what not.
It snowed a few inches last night. In Ohio that’s practically a snow emergency.
Anyways, school is cancelled so the girls get to sleep in. I got up and ran a few miles on the treadmill. I’m watching Troy while I run. It’s been almost a decade since I last saw it and it still holds up pretty well
A quiet morning with snow…. I’ll take that.
Sam has wanted to cut back on her coffee intake, so I am also. Most mornings we would usually make two French presses. That works out to nearly 4 cups each.
Now we make only one French press, and of that I usually only get one cup. Sam drinks coffee faster than I do, so she downs the coffee fast while I savor.
So I’ve taken to making an Americano in the morning with our espresso maker.
So I am down to 2 cups of coffee a day. Which is pretty low in the history of coffee drinking AJ, and leaves me exhausted in the late afternoon/evening.
But it is good to cut back I suppose, and now I hit up tea when I’m tired in the afternoon.
This year’s Christmas Tree is named Zippy.
Zippy coincedentally was the name of Aimee’s car – my mother-in-law, before she passed. Zippy still exists out there with a relative.
Zippy makes the 4th named tree we have gotten from Gale’s.
Previous years have included:
Perhaps the strangest thing about buying Christmas Trees based mostly on the name is that he price has stayed the same for 4 years straight. Go Gale’s!
We had our first real snowfall yesterday and today. Sam says it matches “Thanksgivings from her youth.” Really it was only a couple inches – along with some quite chilly gusts of winds and overall cold temperatures.
So today I went out to shovel the driveway and the girls came out with me. They made the first snowman of the season. A “bucket snowman” which is what Grampy taught them.
It is a 5 gallon bucket packed with snow dumped upside down and dressed up as a snowman. I think they did a pretty good job for having no help whatsoever.
We signed up for our annual Turkey trot… this would make the third year we are doing it.
However, it’s 32 degrees out and snow is supposed to start in an hour… Near when the race begins.
It’s also supposed to have gusts of wind up to 30 mph.
Altogether that means the real feel temperature is somewhere in the teens, and while I might enjoy the race during that temperature I’m not sure the girls would find enjoyment out of that.
But I did stop by yesterday evening and grab oUr sweaters and bibs just in case.
Also I wanted the sweater.
Edith chose to draw on my fingertips yesterday. Each hand was different, the left had full bodied people and the right had just faces.
I think she did a good job making each different.
