- It's cold. I've heard all kinds of people complaining about how much they want winter to be over already, but up 'til now, I was doing okay. On Monday around noon, however, as the boys and I were driving home after running some errands, I looked up at the bank clock and saw that it read +2. When you have to put the positive sign up there because it could very well be below zero, it's too cold. And don't even get me started on the windchill. While entering the library the other day, I saw a young mom dropping some items off at the book drop, her toddler standing next to her, wind blowing in his little face, crying and crying. Now, I know what you're saying: he could have been crying over any number things. Trust me on this one: his face and the screams coming out of his mouth reflected exactly the way I've felt this whole week when I dare set foot outside our front door. Good news, though! The weather guy on the radio said we've got a warm front moving through today, and the high is supposed to get all the way up into the lower 20's!
- Supper. I've been in a cooking rut lately; I feel like I'm making the same old things over and over again, so I'm going to all the effort of cooking a meal but then don't even feel like eating it. (Unless it's soup. I always feel like soup when it's cold out, but Derek doesn't really like it when I cook potato soup Monday night, chicken noodle soup Tuesday, potato Wednesday, chicken noodle Thursday, etc, etc.) There is a light at the end of the tunnel, though: I made a new recipe, Crock Pot Salsa Verde Chicken Enchiladas, last night, and gracious, were they good- and fast, and easy, and did I mention delicious? If you're in a food funk, you should definitely consider making these. Tonight.
- We're stuck inside. A direct result of bullet point #1, but I felt this one deserved its own paragraph. Because Atticus and Caedmon and I? We're about to kill each other most days. I definitely can't be as lazy of a mom in the winter as I am in the summer; I keep having to come up with activities and things to do to keep them busy. No shoving them out the back door and throwing a frisbee and some golf clubs at their backs when it's well below freezing outside. Unfortunately.
And that's it. The fact that my list is all of three points long (and two are directly related) shows me I don't have much to complain about (OTHER THAN THE FACT THAT IT'S COLD). I should probably take advantage of this (BRUTALLY) cold weather and make this or this or this with the kiddos. Better than killing each other in a fit of rage-inducing cabin fever, right?
*Watch, now is when someone from Alaska will find this blog and leave me a comment about how I have no idea what cold really is. And they would be right.*