Sunday, February 11, 2007
But what do they do in Duluth?
I guess I've gotten a little sick of blogging. What can I say? It seemed like a fun idea years ago when he was 10 months old and I had hours to myself every night. And I thought that was hard! One ten-month old! Ha. I've kept a jounral more or less since fifth grade (boy were those exciting entries! All about fifth grade social politics and my desire to explore the school's secret passageways, i.e. boiler room and other mysterious doors) but something about typing and computers made using a pen become so laborious and painful that I gave them up, and now here goes this too. Oh no.
Anyway, I have been very exceedingly crabby about this freezing weather. I think I used to really like all seasons, and I'd go on about really relishing all the wool sweaters, hot chocolate, long underwear, brisk snowy walks, spiced apple cider, etc. etc. I mean I went voluntarily to Vermont, of all places (why not just North Dakota? Or Labrador?) to college. But I think that was before I had to stuff two little bundled up kids into carseats to go anywhere or come up with fun things to do for an endless string of frigid, homebound days without even any snow to play in. Subzero days are kinda fun and cozy when you can skip class and decide to hole up all day and read in bed with some hot beverage. All those rainy days I claimed to like too? Well, duh, it was because I could sit on my bottom in bed and read all day.
Funny how kids don't let you do that! Granted, on some chilly Sundays I've tried, with Paul's willing cooperation. But something about children banging on the closed door for mommy really makes it hard to relax. Which is why I'm kind of fantasizing about moving somehwere really warm, where there is no chance of earthquakes or hurricanes, no serious southern drawls and not Texas. I think that leaves Arizona. I used to hate it when it was sunny all the time (so tiresome for brooding youth) because I felt like I had to be outside all the time to appreciate it. Now I miss the endless sunny days in summer when you don't even feel bad if you waste half a gorgeous day playing inside, because, hey, it's August and the sun isn't going anywhere. I want to move where I can selfishly take some good, sunny, roasting days for granted because they are so plentiful. And then I can even waste some sun time inside reading in bed, because everyone will be outside playing.
Anyway, I have been very exceedingly crabby about this freezing weather. I think I used to really like all seasons, and I'd go on about really relishing all the wool sweaters, hot chocolate, long underwear, brisk snowy walks, spiced apple cider, etc. etc. I mean I went voluntarily to Vermont, of all places (why not just North Dakota? Or Labrador?) to college. But I think that was before I had to stuff two little bundled up kids into carseats to go anywhere or come up with fun things to do for an endless string of frigid, homebound days without even any snow to play in. Subzero days are kinda fun and cozy when you can skip class and decide to hole up all day and read in bed with some hot beverage. All those rainy days I claimed to like too? Well, duh, it was because I could sit on my bottom in bed and read all day.
Funny how kids don't let you do that! Granted, on some chilly Sundays I've tried, with Paul's willing cooperation. But something about children banging on the closed door for mommy really makes it hard to relax. Which is why I'm kind of fantasizing about moving somehwere really warm, where there is no chance of earthquakes or hurricanes, no serious southern drawls and not Texas. I think that leaves Arizona. I used to hate it when it was sunny all the time (so tiresome for brooding youth) because I felt like I had to be outside all the time to appreciate it. Now I miss the endless sunny days in summer when you don't even feel bad if you waste half a gorgeous day playing inside, because, hey, it's August and the sun isn't going anywhere. I want to move where I can selfishly take some good, sunny, roasting days for granted because they are so plentiful. And then I can even waste some sun time inside reading in bed, because everyone will be outside playing.
