In The Mind of A Thirtysomething Mom

Dear Hostess...

I made a mistake.

I was in a hurry, and I inadvertently picked up a box of these:

when I meant to pick up these:

I quickly learned my lesson, and I apologize.

No matter how much time it takes, I will never be able to burn the taste of those cupcake wannabes from my tastebuds.  They were an abomination to all that is chocolate and should be taken off the market for even trying to achieve your greatness.

You guys are the originals and have my here-to-for undying devotion.

Sincerely,

Smoochiefrog

P.S.  Yes, they really are that foul.

God Has a Sense of Humor

If you saw my post from Saturday, you know we've been hit by massive snowfall recently.

27" of snow massive.

Well because God's sense of humor is so different from ours, here's what is going on at our house today; 4 days after our last massive snow storm.

Out my back door:

Out the front door.  I've aimed the camera at what was a shoveled sidewalk yesterday.  Now all we can do is wonder where is the sidewalk?

What is on my porch, directly in front of the door:

Looking out across the street:

While M is sitting here doing schoolwork (yup, I'm a meanie.  No school for the county doesn't affect us who homeschool), I'm looking out the back window and watching the white-out blizzard conditions. 

It's wicked bad out there.

I'm just grateful to be inside and toasty warm.

Maybe we'll be able to dig out sometime before Easter.

Then again, probably not.

Snowed In, Literally

The view out of my front door at 5PM Friday night:

The same view at 9AM Saturday morning:

What I was greeted with when I opened the garage door to let Clyde outside:

The view of a bench out by the playground:

Poor Clyde can't find a dry place to potty:

The number of inches at 9AM:

and it's supposed to continue to snow through the day. 

Rumor is it will stop around 10PM tonight.

In case you can't read the yardstick, it's at 22".

Now To Wait

I sat down on Friday night and did our taxes.

After submitting them 2 additional times, due to my inability to remember the online tax password I used last year, I finally received confirmation early Sunday morning that our return was accepted.

I've been stalking the IRS site since then to get an idea on when to expect our return to be deposited in our account.

Today, the results read February 16th.

Hot dog!

So between now and then, if you need me I'll be planning ways to spend our upcoming windfall.

Oh who am I kidding?

It was spent before I hit the final submit button.

Traveling for D's high school graduation in May isn't cheap!