Winter wonderland

The weather here is absolutely terrific. Just below freezing and snowy. The packet wet snow that makes fantastic snowmen. I usually hate winter. But so far it hasn't been to cold or windy and I'm trying my best to be positive about the season. Seasonal affective disorder got nothing on me.

My exams are finally over. I only had two but it felt like a thousand. I'm quite anxious to see my grades but I'm also trying to accept the fact that there isn't anything I can do at this point. I can look back and learn from the mistakes I've made this term but I can't change what happened.

I'm off to do a little holiday celebrating with my boyfriend and his family. To be honest, I'm quite anxious. I don't know what food will be like, and I don't know how I'll handle it. I'm worried about what they think of me - they all know I was in hospital, but I don't know how much they know or what they think about that.

I binged and purged this morning. I've almost given up on food. I'm going to try to get my act together tomorrow though. There's a party that I'm going to tonight and I don't know how well I'll cope, but tomorrow will be a new day. I'll be settled in at my boyfriend's place and I'll be able to find something that works for me. Tomorrow is Monday. Mondays are good days to start fresh.

Now that exams are over, I'll be back updating you on my life and sharing my poetry, groceries and food journals almost daily.

Good luck to all of you as we enter this holiday season.

Snow

Are you sick of snow?

And if you answered no to that question would you like to house swap?

Here in KY we've had two over one foot snowfalls in the last few weeks.

We were well prepared for the last one and it looked something like this.

I believe I was on the phone with my sister and saw my hubby come skating down the road around mid afternoon.  In all of our going on 15 years of marriage I have never seen him leave work early due to weather.  Like NEVER.

We stocked up on frozen foods, wine, and milk and hunkered down in out basement for a few days.

We played 1932 games of hide and go seek and had American Girl sleepovers.

Everyone in the family kept asking me to send them pics of what the kids thought of the snow and this is what they got.

Every time I begged Hank to go out and play he would say "I not like cold."  Shane has decided that's a sure sign we need to move south.  And I was beginning to think he might be onto something.

I ventured to camp rosie earlier this week to have my hair done (#priorities) and sort of got snowed in here.  Or maybe I should say got snowed out of Lexington.

We coaxed Hank into going outside by telling him we were going to ride the Ranger.
 

After that he decided it wasn't so bad and went on a tube ride with his sister.

And just like that, my boy is a snow loving machine.

They played until their little toes were numb and then wobbled inside for some hot refreshments.

I might be a little sick of the white stuff but I never said it had lost its magic.