The Groundhog Better Give Me Good News.... OR ELSE!!!

Today is the day when Punxsutawney Phil will come out of his whole, take a good look around and decide whether it will be an early spring or another six long dreary weeks of winter. I, for one, am hoping that it is as overcast as it usually is in Pennsylvania and that good ole Phil takes a good look around, doesn't see his shadow and decides that we are due for some early spring. My heart and my spirit could definitely use the good news.

Here in Connecticut we have had quite the winter. My husband came home and since then, we have had a significant snowfall every week - at least one. I haven't seen the ground since the 18th of December - it's been covered in white since then. How sad is that? Seriously, I like winter. I love the pretty snowfall, cuddling up under a blanket, hot cocoa, building snowmen and the whole nine yards. But honestly? Enough is enough already!

Have you ever had that unpleasant experience where you are walking along, minding your own business and all of a sudden - PLOP!- a bird shits on you from out of nowhere? Nothing is quite as unpleasant as that, trust me! Well.... I feel like this winter has been one endless succession of bird shit being heaped on my head. Even the snow is starting to look that way.

So Phil, if you are reading this, here is the deal: either you come out of that hole and give us some good news or I am packing up my two little girls, driving us all down there to Pennsylvania so that they can drive YOU crazy on the snow days! Trust me, it won't be pretty!

It's the Month of LOVE!

My goal for this month is to blog everyday - because I love to BLOG - and to write about something that I love. I am taking a page from my friend Steph's book and keeping it positive!
I am one of those strange people that love winter. I really do. I love to watch the snow as it drifts down from Heaven. I love the glorious, pristine white of the snow when it is still fresh. I even love that crispness in the air that makes my cheeks all rosy.
I enjoy playing in the snow with my children. Watching them frolick and play as they enjoy a snow day is one of my favorite things. I love the joy in their voice as they whisper the most magical of all words...."SNOW"....
I love warming up after I have been out in the snow. I love throwing my children's snowsuits right in the dryer and the warm, clean smell when they are dry. I love sharing a hot cocoa with Posh as she chats happily about her trek into the winter wonderland.
I know that there is a lot about winter that many of us don't like, myself included, but today, I wanted to embrace those things that I love.



I'm not the only one in my family with a love of the winter. Last week, Sporty brought home the following poem from school. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do!

I run outside.
I watch snowflakes form
a frosty blanket
on everything in sight.
In the light of the dawn,
a shimmering quilt of diamonds
covers the landscape.
Gleaming icicles decorate the snowy trees
as snowflakes swirl down to the ground.
As the sky gets brighter
the wonder of winter becomes
a world of glistening snow.
I will never forget
this wintery wonderland!