Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Go back to your homes and places of business . .
I'm as boring as death lately. Nothing to see here.
Feeling blah going into the holidays. Johnny C says I state this every December. Even my predictability has become predictable.
Eating way too many carbs in the form of Christmas cookies and my energy level shows it. Most days I just want to pull on my elastic-waist pjs and crawl into bed after work. A good book or movie just seals the deal.
We had a wicked good snowstorm on Saturday - perhaps you heard about it? It really was something to watch - from inside - with coffee. Johnny C took it as a challenge and ran errands, including a coffee delivery to Deanna. He's a mighty handy man that guy. See below.
Next week school, and therefore my job, are out for winter break. This year I resolve to keep my parenting expectations low - meaning I've given up on any Ma/Laura/Mary Ingalls moments. Instead I'll just take it as it comes. One thing I will do, even if it's by myself, is visit the American Swedish Institute in Minneapolis. They are showcasing an exhibit on artist Haddon Sundblom - the man who solidified the American version of Santa Claus in the Coca-cola ads of the 20th century. A coworker was gushing about all the other offerings there and now I'm determined to see it. Anyone want to come along? My great-grandmother Hannah Petersen from Sweden would be proud of me.
I blame the recent extreme cold for most of my ennui and angst. Going outside when the air hurts is not much incentive to leave my flannel sheets. And giant piles of snow just make every single errand such a damned chore! The thick layering of mittens, parkas, scarves etc does not help - like dealing with the world from inside a sleeping bag. Add to that the darkness that settles at 4:30pm.
Oh Solstice, where for art thou?
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