Last night it snowed. And it snowed a lot. At least it snowed at Honey Boo Boo’s. It came down fast and heavy and covered the ground and the trees with a fierceness and a beauty that only December can bring.
And now it’s Sunday evening and it is raining – heavy and wet and mixed with ice. Rain that is coming down so fast and heavy with its own fierceness, I can hear it beating off the window. Weather that seemingly only Nova Scotia can bring.
And I’m pissed! I was all set to go to a community Christmas Tree lightening tonight with my BFF and her little one. My first tree lighting/community anything in a very long time. In fact, I was more than set. I was there. I parked just on the outskirts of town, all bundled up, and I walked to the centre where the “show” was supposed to happen. It had just started a bit of freezing rain when I left and I had my umbrella in hand, but I didn’t expect the down pour that’s happening outside right now. Let’s just say it’s a good thing I brought it.
Once Spanky and her mini-me and family arrived, we were told that the tree lighting happened a half hour before. Uh, what? It was supposed to happen at 6pm! But those mofos lit that damn tree up at 5:30. Grrr.
So, since it was raining, there was no point in standing around in the cold and damp, we said our goodbyes and I declined a drive back out of town to my car. I wanted the walk, regardless of the weather. And since I missed a tree lighting, I decides to take a picture of the decorated lawn trees I passed on my way in and out of town.
Ah well…It was a short 40 minute adventure that I rather enjoyed.
I was sick a lot when I was little. I was in and out of the hospital – usually with pneumonia – and I missed out on a lot of things.
I remember one year I was supposed to go outdoors ice skating with my Brownies group. But I was sick again and not able to go.
I am pretty sure I whined about that excursion quite a bit because one weekend, right around Christmas, my dad packed me up and took me to a pond (just off the highway connector) so that I could skate. It wasn’t as much fun as being with a bunch of my Brownie friends, and we weren’t out for long, but I remember it well. I slid and slided and skated over that ice like I was a ballerina – even in my snowsuit (Nova Scotia winters are cold y’all) – the shine from the sun my spotlight. And then it was time to go.
And every time I pass that pond, usually with ducks sitting in it or cows grazing around it, I think of my skating excursion.
A Yellow Coat
I have been wanting that yellow leather jacket from Buffy the Vampire Slayer since I was 15. But I’ve also been on the hunt for a yellow winter coat for a good 10 years now too.
And I’m not super picky…as long it’s the right color of yellow and is long enough to cover my butt, and looks good….I’ll be happy.
Think Faith Hill in her Stealing Kisses video….
Remember – butt and neck need to be warm.
I kid you not……
Remember my last post about my new car??
So, it’s been snowing here in Nova Scotia for nearly 3 weeks straight. It’s ridiculously cold – and not just to me, the girl who has her space heater on in the summer, but to everyone. It’s -18 (and -30 with the wind chill). And we’re under blizzard warning for tonight and tomorrow. Ugh. Effing Winter! And the worst news is that we still have 3-4 months left of this. *sad face*
And to make cold matters worse, the heating was broken in my office today and the AC stuck on. Picture this lady not happy. I wore my winter coat, scarf, hat and boots all day at work. Then, after 6 hours in, we left and I went and picked up some sushi and am chillin’ (literally) before my classes tonight. Thank goodness for my workouts this evening, I think it’s the only way I’ll heat up.
So yeah, back to the weather – snow, snow, major freezing rain/ice storm, snow, snow, more snow, more freezing rain…you getting the picture? Here, let me show you what it looked like Christmas morning:
It’s all very pretty, but damn it’s cold! And slick. And slippery. And did I mention cold??? Brr!! Allow me to reiterate: BRRRRRR!!!!
Thank goodness for Christmas gifts of fleecy PJs and fuzzy socks. And let me be the first to admit I AM NOT ABOVE wrapping my feet in plastic bags to ensure my socks don’t get wet in my boots. I will take whatever measures necessary to stay warm and dry and I am on the countdown to Spring and thawing out.
Wishing you all a warm start to the New Year.
(not Xmas eve, as the Challenge suggests. Grrrr. Blasphemy.)
Tonight is Christmas Eve, y’all. It’s hard to believe we’ve arrived to December 24th already.
And the last week has been a whirlwind of weather. We had snow for a week straight….the kids around here had two snow days in their last week of school (lucky ducks!), then we got hit with a massive ice/freezing rain storm. And yesterday it snowed, then it turned to freezing rain, then rain then back to snow. Power outages all across the county – if not the province. (Picture it…December 23rd traffic and shopping madness….add in no power – no traffic lights, etc. CRAY-ZEE!! Oh, an when you’re in a large department store and the power goes off, expect to be herded to the front of the store like cattle.) Luckily, I didn’t lose power. Winston and I stayed nice and warm and watched Christmas movies last night. Poor guy had his booster yesterday and projectile vomited everywhere at least five times (well, five spots of kitty barf is what I’ve found so far) so he was happy to chill last night.
Anyway, tonight’s festivities are on….My dad is heading to pick up my granddad early this afternoon and he’s dropping me at Blair’s. I’ll help him wrap and get things in order then we’ll head back to my parents’ house for our family’s traditional Christmas Eve dinner of Rappie Pie.
Which I am super excited about.
My nephews will be playing and so wound up that they won’t want to eat.
After dinner and a rest we’ll either hang out or go visit – or have visitors. If we entertain we’ll be in the family room in front of the main Christmas tree (because my mom’s a nut and has a tree in pretty much every room).
Eventually, I’ll want my photo taken because, well, I clean up nicely.
And we’ll remember those we love who are no longer with us.
Usually, my mom and I (at least) go to church but last year our church’s Christmas Eve service was less focused on Christmas and Jesus and the celebration of his birth and more focused on other, more selfish things – not cool, church, NOT COOL. So, I doubt my mom and I will be heading there this year. We can certainly Praise Jesus elsewhere.
After a possible glass of wine and maybe a sweet treat, this girl will be zonked and ready to hit the sack. And soon enough it will be Christmas morning. 🙂
Ya know, back in the day, here in Nova Scotia, we’d already have 100 feet of snow by December. But, we haven’t been blessed with too much of it lately – I’m blaming it on global warming. We’ve had a teensy bit here and there, and some freezing days, but it’s been unusually warm for the most part. Yesterday, for instance, could’ve been a skirt day – it was warm and rainy and kind of depressing. But, I’m no fool….I know Mother Nature has got some tricks up her sleeve and pretty soon I’ll be bitching that I hate winter and can’t wait for flip flop season again.