okay peeps...real talk.
hardest winter ever. no secret that i am a beach girl...i do love fall....and i do love new england, dont get me wrong....but people...i would give it up in a hot second to feel sand between my toes and sun on my face. i miss it. terribly. yes everyone is in the same boat, lots of snow and ice and cold and blah blah blah....listen, I AM SERIOUS....hook me up with a ticket, and i am OUT.
but in the meantime, i am embracing the life as a winter mama, accenting every ridiculous outfit i rock, with giant rubber boots and funky gloves and adding fun things like purple hair to my standby look...because really, something has gotta give.....
that being said...there is SO much beauty in all of it....and it still takes my breath away to see icicles glinting in the sun, and
and the quiet of a fresh snow fall when only baxter and i are outside....and the noise of the shovel scraping against the pavement after hours of shoveling...i LOVE that noise....seriously...it is the best ever...and the wind whistling, and the crackle of the wood in the fire, and the habits - we have consumed more red wine and chili this winter than is normal....(i have a pot on the stove right now, swear it.)but really....we are holding up...
we made 70 valentines, and about 40 thank you notes and i actually said, OUT LOUD, "if you can't craft responsibly then we wont craft at all...." hmmm....right? honestly..who says things like that???? and then i walked to the kitchen and just drank out of the bottle, because really......
m is still rocking the rehab circuit, and it is hard...like so so hard to watch...but he is doing it, and i am sure SOMEDAY this will be semi funny, but it is a WAYS off...and right now, not funny...not at all....and he is seven...and seven is hard....and those two things together....eh...suckage peeps...pure suckage. don't get me wrong people...i freakin' LOVE this bean, but holy crap...payback is a NASTY. DIRTY. LOW BLOW DIVVYING BITCH....no joke....so, if you catch a piece of my head in your territory from the explosion...be kind and send it back my way... thanks in advance...
tj is as always a rockstar...she chooses to go by the princess route, but the girl is straight up hardcore badass. she rocked a 12 hour stomach nasty last week, and i swear, she is the toughest kid i know...no tears, no fuss, and in between dry heaving and puking(i have been told vomit is not a word people use ;) ) she would look up with her giant brown eyes and ask if her daddy would like to play uno....amazing...seriously...or if she could please have a snack...
and benji...well, the kid melts me EVERY freakin' day...he is just the very best that there is. the kid walks on water. no joke. don't get me wrong, he makes more trouble than any of my beans, he makes bigger messes, and i swear is at least 50 times louder than most kids his age, but he is freakin' AMAZING. i swear it...he wakes up and rocks a costume and a smile every morning...he tells me he loves me just because, and his little brain is just so stinkin' stunning....he starts almost every sentence with "mommy and do you know what...." and when you ask him a question his default is ALWAYS...."ummmm i don't bemember...." and i heart that...so so big... and he talks to himself, and i think that is awesome....
not gonna lie...even though there are SO many smiles...its been tough, but we are workin' through it, digging out, and watching the melt....i am so so ready for mud, and sun, and spring....
in an effort to keep things on the upswing, i am making a list...in my head....for now...
of the goodz....
because it has been too long ...
....and i think we are due for some goodz....
xox, *me
