It's snowing and I'm happy.

Hello friends!! It's snowing like crazy here in Connecticut today and Gio, Fiancé and I are in absolute heaven. The fact that I don't have to go into work and that I've been pouring baileys into my coffee all morning (a snow day tradition in our household) might be contributing to this feeling of euphoria, but STOP JUDGING ME I'M GOING TO BUILD A SNOWMAN LATER.

I always love when it snows. I can tell it's happened right when I wake up in the morning. Everything is quieter and there's something different about the way the light comes in through the bedroom windows. I can also see snow falling from the sky, so that helps to clue me in, too.

Anyway, blog followers, I don't really have a ton to say here this week, but I just wanted to pop on the blog and say hello. I have some cool ideas cooking up that I can't wait to share with you. New projects to launch and whatnot, but they're still simmering and not quite ready to be served, so I'll just have to leave you in suspense until they are ready, but I'm excited about all of them, so I hope you are too!

If it's snowing where you are, make sure you send me pictures! I love seeing what you're all up to. Build a snowman. Build a whole scene of them! Give them swords and turn it into a battle! Make snow aliens! Construct a snow wedding! The possibilities are endless.

I'll be posting our snow adventures on the social medias, so keep an eye out (links to my accounts are on the right!).

Remember to keep loving each other. Remember that I love you all.

I'd be great at fighting crime. If my face was crime.

So Monday was a weird day. I had gone to bed on Sunday night with a little bit of a migraine, not the worst of its kind, but still not awesome. It was one of those migraines that is dull enough to not ruin your day, but present enough to make you want to punch yourself in the face just to give the pain some validity.

Which is exactly what I did. I punched myself in the face.

Not on purpose. Sort of.

I was sleeping, and my migraine must have strutted into my dreams and was all "HEY! EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE SLEEPING, YOU SHOULD STILL BE VERY AWARE THAT I AM HERE. I'M GONNA MAKE MYSELF A SANDWICH, K? IS THAT COOL? NO? TOO BAD. I'M DOING IT. HEY, EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE SLEEPING, I'M GONNA MAKE MYSELF THIS SANDWICH, AND WHILE I MAKE IT, I'M GOING TO SLAM EVERY CABINET DOOR - EVEN THE ONES I DON'T NEED TO OPEN IN THE FIRST PLACE - JUST BECAUSE I DON'T WANT YOU TO FORGET ABOUT ME."

In a way, I feel bad for Migraine. This is obviously just a cry for attention because he never got enough hugs as a baby migraine. Perhaps if I just accepted Migraine for who he was, we wouldn't be in this situation at all... huh.

Either way, I didn't accept Migraine, so he was being a douche and because he was being a douche, I decided, in my dreamy state of defense, to punch him in the face.

Turns out that his face is my face.I'D BE GREAT AT FIGHTING CRIME......IF

I woke up just in time to realize that my own fist was rocketing toward my face, but without enough time to do anything about it.

Obviously, I texted my bestbian, who calls herself "John Hamm" on this blog, about this situation:

Me: I punched myself in the face while I was sleeping last night.

JH: ...what?

Me: Yup. Right in the eyeball.

JH: How do you know? Do you have a black eye?

Me: No, thank God, but I woke up when it happened.

JH: Omg I'm trying so hard not to laugh.

She loves me.

You'd think this is where the story ends. One would obviously assume that this is the only bad thing that someone's face would endure in one day.

So let's fast-forward to the end of the day, when I get home from work early because Snowmageddon2015 was about to hit Connecticut.

Monday was trash day, conveniently enough, so I got out of my car and thought to myself "Gee, I should probably bring in the trash can and the recycling bin so that they don't get buried in the snow at the end of the driveway..." and then I high-fived myself for being a responsible, forward-thinking adult and headed down the driveway to retrieve said trash can and recycling bin.

It is important to note here that my driveway is at an incline and I was wearing impractical footwear.

So, I'm dragging the trash can behind me, through the already sort of deep snow, and I've got the recycling bin in front of me as I limp-scoot my way up the hill towards the house.

Me: I slipped bringing in the trash cans and bashed my chin on the recycling bin. This has not been a good day for my face.

JH: Oh my gosh, just go inside and put on padding.

Me: There are so many corners in here!!

JH: We're gonna have to child proof your apartment.

 

The Infallible Logic of Snow Day Magic

Today is proof that even after college, sleeping in your pajamas inside out works every time. Why? BECAUSE I GOT A SNOW DAY, BITCHES!

snowdayNow, there are some negative sides to this. For example, I live alone on 100 acres of land, which, while awesome, also means that there is no one around to come and play with me. No one to sled with, or build snowmen battle scenes with, or forts or any of that. Also, I don't own snow shoes, so taking Gio for walks is...difficult.

BUT this also means that I get to stay in my inside out pajamas for the whole day and read books and all that without any interruption and that's pretty damn cool.

I'm not normally a superstitious person, but let's be real here, duckies, this inside out pajama thing is FOOLPROOF. "Gumby" and I were talking about it last night.

Me: We're supposed to get a bunch of snow tonight.

Gumby: Yeah, we were, too, but now it's not looking like it's going to be that bad.

Me: Whatever, I'm totally wearing my PJ's inside out tonight.

Gumby: Oh, totally. No question. I also heard you should flush an ice cube down the toilet.

Me: What? That's ridiculous. That's like saying "Hey, cold stuff, screw you!" and I don't want to say that. I want to say "Hey, cold stuff, hang out for a bit!" Hence, the inside out pajamas. Duh.

Gumby: I think it's supposed to be like you're adding cold stuff to the world or something.

Me: That's stupid.

Gumby: Yeah. The pajama thing is legit, though. Oh! I've also heard you should stick a white crayon in the freezer.

Me: Where do people even come up with this crap? INSIDE OUT PAJAMAS IS THE ONLY WAY.

Gumby: Amateurs.

 

And Then Ohio Was All "SCREW YOU, SPRING, I WATCH GAME OF THRONES AND WINTER IS STILL COMING!!"

Happy Monday, readers!! 

Today is supposed to be my "get shit done" day around my apartment. So far, it's 11:00 in the morning and all I've done is get dressed and sit in front of my computer. So... go me! 

These past few days, Spring finally started showing itself in Ohio. On Saturday it was so sunny that me and my co-workers kept abandoning our jobs just to outside and enjoy the sunshine. They all smoked their cigarettes while I drank my coffee because, let's face it, it's not fair that my lack of a nicotine addiction prohibits me from getting to go outside too. Anyway, it was awesome. 

And then I woke up this morning.

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What the actual frack, Ohio?? I thought we were done with this bullshit. We get it. Winter happened. It was a thing. Let's all move on. 

Don't get me wrong - I love snow, but it's over. It's kind of like the end of the Return of the King. Like, it was awesome, but if this isn't the final fade to black, I'm going to scream. Stop teasing me, Mother Nature/Peter Jackson! Is it over or isn't it??? 

Gio, however, is having the time of his freaking life. I let him outside this morning and he literally ran at full speed with his face against the ground, just shoveling snowy goodness into his wolfish mouth. It's almost like he knows that this wasn't supposed to happen. He was all "OH MY GOSH, SNOW! I THOUGHT IT WAS GONE FOREVER!! GOD LOVES ME!!!! YAAAAAAY!!!!!!" while I stood inside with my coffee and muttered angrily to myself. 

This is my life, people. Unpredictable weather and a dog who runs with his face on the ground. I'd trade it for nothing. Maybe. 

 

Pay No Attention to the Cemetery in the Backyard.

Yes, that is a cemetery in my parents' backyard. Nevermind that. LOOK AT THE SNOW! Okay, so yesterday, we definitely got snow and I am so happy. The weather people deceived me a few times, and they teased me this time, but they so delivered.

And yes. That is a cemetery. I did grow up with that cemetery in my backyard, and  no I did not ever find it creepy. I was told by all of my friends, however, that I am the one to send out the signal when zombies start rising from the graves. Let's be honest, though, these days Zombies don't dig themselves out of their graves anymore, they're really just sick people or people high on bath salts. Grave digging zombies are so Michael Jackson in Thriller... And by "grave digging zombies" I don't mean zombies who dig graves... I mean zombies that dig themselves out of their own graves... You get it.

What was I talking about? Oh. Snow. Right. It's here. More is coming. I'm super excited. So is my niece. She's been making Gio pull her around the yard on her sled all week. It's been fantastic!

Must go. Sledding awaits!

 

 

 

It's December. Where the Heck is My Snow?

This is outrageous, people! How can I get in the Christmas spirit without snow? I know you warm-climate-livers are all shaking your heads and laughing at me, but I'm spoiled. I've lived in Northeast Ohio for almost my entire life - and when I wasn't here, I was in England or Sweden.

I need my damn snow.

Not this:

I tried to tell Gio to look sad, but I think  we all know that modeling is not his destiny

Yeah. What the balls, people? If this is my first winter with a Husky, I expect blizzards. Save this crap for March.

In other unrelated, yet happier news, thank you to everyone who has been donating to the IndieGogo fundraiser to keep the indie bookshop (which keeps me employed) in the right hands. I just checked this morning and in only 2 days we've already raised $750! There are just 41 days left to reach our $50,000 goal, so please keep spreading the word and THANK YOU for everything you may have already done or are about to do. You guys rock my world! And please keep reading Kate's blog for updates!