It seems like a long time

This is not xanga. I don't check it everyday and I don't write as often. I can wax nostalgic, but the truth is I am at a different place and probably wouldn't do those things in xanga either. One thing I can do, however, is still ramble randomly about my life.

For example...

Sammy the dog has allergies and has been afflicted with a couple of hot spots. Of course, these things never materialize during regular veterinarian's office hours. So minutes before the big snow hit this weekend, I ran to Petsmart for some spray and a cone collar. Sammy was humiliated to wear that thing and I'm sure it didn't help his ego any that we kept asking him if he could get HBO and trying to throw things in it from a distance. He had the poor puppy dog eyes going for HOURS. The spots are healing nicely and he has resigned himself to the collar. He is his old waggy self, even if he can't lick everything he wants and occasionally knocks into things.

I loved this snow we had. It rained all Saturday morning then turned to sleet and snow in the afternoon. It snowed until about 5 p.m. on Sunday and then promptly began to melt. We had about 8 inches at our house. Yesterday it was in the 60's and today nearly 70 so the snow is pretty much gone. Pretty, but short term. Nice.

Speaking of short term, Seth was home last week from college for his spring break. He brought a few friends with him. One couple went on up to Kansas City after the first weekend and Seth, his girlfriend, Lindsay, and his best friend, Chad, all stayed the rest of the week. It was so nice having them here. We had loads of fun and ate tons of food. In fact, we are just now getting to the last of the leftovers (thank you, Jesus!). We went up to the Titanic museum in Branson with our free tickets. [Did I ever tell you how I got free tickets? When Lindsay came at Christmas we went up there to go to the museum with free tickets I had won on the radio. They advertise they are only closed 2 holidays a year so no problem. We get there and they are closed for a week for renovations! I wrote them an email and pointed out that a note on their website would have saved us a trip and VOILA! more free tickets.] The week also included a gymnastics meet at the university, shopping, lunch with my parents and Lindsay and I got pedicures. That's a lot when you consider I only took 3 days off. What they amused themselves with while I worked, I don't know. Did I cry when they drove away this time? Buckets. I should just face it that I will always.

Incidentally, how typical is it that I would wear flip flops and get a pedicure the day BEFORE the biggest snowfall of the year??? Really.

Jay is sick. I don't know what he has, but I don't want it. I'm sleeping in Seth's room tonight. Although I miss Seth--it is sometimes handy to have an empty bedroom in the house. BTW, Seth is trying to decide whether or not to come home for the summer. I want him home because it will most likely be his last...he will need a job. Pray for one. Thanks.

SEE??? Told you rambling nothingness. If you're still with me--thanks for listening. Nighty night.

Signs of Spring

One sign of spring in Fayetteville is not the birds, the emergence of green stems or the weather...but of weirdos on the streets. That, and strolling musicians. I have seen two guys on separate days and in separate locations walking down the street playing guitars. I saw one guy sitting on a street corner jamming on a mandolin. Yes, jammin'.

Rockin' Robin...doo doo doo...

I told Jay I wasn't going to blog about this, but I can resist no longer. There are robins everywhere in our neighborhood. I'm not talking about a few here or there, but the fields we pass coming into the neighborhood will have hundreds--one every three or four feet. No other type of birds--just robins. It's weird, I tell you. Jay went for a walk the other day and I asked him if he saw the robins and he replied, "no, but I've heard about them." So I guess I've talked about it a lot at home. So--shoot me. It's weird. I've never seen so many in one spot.

Also regarding birds, the other day I drove to Little Rock and there were tons of dead chickens on the side of the road. I got to thinking about our unique road kill here in Arkansas and what people from out of state must be thinking. Whatever the case, I bet there was an unhappy truck driver that arrived at the processing plant--he had to have lost half his load--okay--I exaggerate, but a bunch of them.

I'm so proud of KK and Sajo and their wonderful "getcha coup on" thing. Someday in the not so far future, I'll be able to say, "I knew them when."

I went shopping with Sidney today. It was probably one of the most enjoyable shopping trips we've ever had together. Maybe it's because we weren't on a quest for something specific that we HAD to have. She bought a few items, mostly accessories and unmentionables. I got a new purse. And like my friend, VickiChickie, for once it isn't black or brown.

Dear Mr. Weatherman,
You lied. When I checked your weekly forecast this weekend, there was nothing but happy faced little sunshine icons all the way across the board. I haven't seen one day of happy sunshine. In fact, you failed to mention the smug faced snowflakes I drove through this morning. Why should I listen to you at all? Have you ever heard the story about the boy who cried wolf? Should I actually take shelter if you proclaim a tornado is coming? (sigh) Whatever is this world coming to? I guess I'll have to go back to that old weather forecasting tool with the rope on it. If the rope is wet, it's raining. If the rope is sideways, it's windy...etc.
Sincerely,
Praying for Spring