So it snowed. And snowed and snowed and snowed. Like so many people in our area I am tired of shoveling. My muscles have screamed at me so much I’m starting to develop a complex. My husband, who normally likes plowing, is tired of plowing. But the best is yet to come…the big thaw. I can’t imagine the mud hole that will be my yard when all the snow melts. I try not to think about the condition my carpet will be in with 16 muddy paws traipsing in and out numerous times a day. I am better off hiding my head in the sand, if I could find some sand that is.
On a totally unrelated note, last month I got a Kindle. In case you’re not familiar it is an e-reader from Amazon. I can download books wirelessly in less than a minute. Although I still love to hold a book in my hands, it’s always fun to get a new toy, especially one I will use regularly.
Right now I am reading Ozzie Osbourne’s autobiography. Beware, it is not for the faint of heart. Ozzie has done some bad things in his day and he uses more foul language than I thought possible for one human being but I have to say that Ozzie is not only very honest, he’s also very funny. I like the way the book is written. It’s like sitting down with Ozzie while he tells you his story, only I can actually understand what he’s saying. (Personally I think the man has marbles permanently embedded in his mouth.)
Fred got me yet another new toy…an iTouch. Now I have apps! I can listen to music, check the weather, make notes and check my stocks (if I had stocks.) It does all the things I could do in real life if I wasn’t so lazy. It also has games, one of my favorites being Paper Toss. I can sit for hours and toss a wad of paper across a virtual office until it lands in the trash can. Score! (What can I say, I’m easily amused.)
Back to the weather (which I just checked out on my iTouch instead of, you know, looking out the window)…all I can say is I can’t wait for spring. Green grass, budding trees and robins building nests for their babies. The dogs can enjoy sunning themselves on the deck and I can get my hands dirty in the flower beds. Sadly, according to the clueless groundhog that gets unceremoniously yanked out of a perfectly good hibernation, we still have a bit more winter to get through.
But hope springs eternal and I know eventually this mess will be gone and I can commence moaning about the heat of summer. If you hear me doing that please, for the love of God, smack me. 🙂