Sick. Of. Winter.

Winter, winter, go away.

Never come back again. Ever.

I'm so tired of it. Seriously.

It has looked like this outside since November.


It makes my stomach sick. Bleh.

Last night, we had another snowstorm which I was kind of excited about. I thought maybe we would get enough snow so that my husband would be able to stay home from work. And the next morning, when I woke up, it looked exactly the same outside. We may have gotten six inches, but it looked the same. I don't know if I expected a beautiful, sparkly snow scene or what, but I damn sure didn't get that.

Okay. Maybe I'm just upset that my husband did have to work. I prefer it when he's home and as usual, I got my hopes up.

I'll never get excited about another snowstorm again...unless it's Christmas.
 
I miss this...



I can't wait until spring.
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Lasagna and a Snow Storm

Today has flown by. I woke up at about 7 a.m. and laid around until 9 a.m. By 9:30 a.m., I was heading out to the store to get groceries before the snowstorm (that still hasn't hit yet, by the way--was supposed to be here at 4 p.m.). I came home, and started cooking The Pioneer Woman's Best Lasagna. Ever. My friend sent me the recipe last night, and based on the reviews, I just had to have it.

Success. My husband loves it. And I love it. I almost cried when I tasted it, it was that good. I'm not even exaggerating. Of course, I think maybe next time I'll make more, and maybe even go all out and use buffalo mozzarella, freshly grated parmesan, and fresh herbs, as suggested in the comments. Authentic Italian. Mmmm...

Deliciosa lasaƱa!

So, now that I'm home and finished, I'm finishing up school with Carter. I love the flexibility, especially since my husband only has two full days off each week, so I have to run errands and grocery shop on weekdays...but if we have to do school at 4 a.m., then we can! Love, love, love it!

Well, it's starting to get darker outside. I think the weather is about to change up. Ready to be snowed in, Ohio?! I am...but only because my husband doesn't have to work tomorrow if it's too bad.

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Winter-Induced Antisocial Disorder

Here I am complaining again.

Winter has been absolutely miserable. I feel like it's been snowing since October. The temps have been frigid to say the least. We have been stuck indoors.


Since Carter is schooled through a virtual public school, he has rarely gotten out of the house, and that makes for a very antsy child. My 11-month-old has been very whiny, and I've been on edge for the past week. We've been a moody bunch.

Today, I decided to lighten the mood a bit so I invited my friend and her daughter over. Her daughter is around the same age as Carter, so I figured they could play while my friend and I discussed how depressing the winter has been. Sounds fun, right?

The first fifteen minutes were great. The kids were running around the house, laughing and having a grand ol' time. My friend and I chit-chatted it up for about 20 minutes (it's so nice to have another female adult to talk to when you're around kids 24-7) and then it started. The kids started tattling on one another. After 30 minutes, they were throwing pillows at each other. After an hour, Carter came in the living room bawling because his friend had spilled his popcorn while they were watching a movie.

Kids.

Surprisingly, they lasted another hour before Carter came out and in front of my friend and I, shouted, "I just want her to leave!"

How rude?!

I apologized for my son's impolite mouth, and luckily, my friend (being a mother, too), completely understands what was going on in Carter's head. They left shortly after, but man, I feel like Carter has forgotten how to socialize. He's also forgotten his manners.

Come to think of it, I have forgotten how to socialize, too. Talking about the weather isn't exactly my idea of a social get-together. Huh.


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