Now that January is finally behind us, I might start to get out of this funk I’m in.
As the one or two people who actually read this blog may have noticed, my posts have been a little scarce lately. January was a bummer of a month, first with losing our baby girl Calie and then the bitter cold came for an unwelcome visit and wouldn’t leave.
It really tests a persons resolve. But I don’t like tests, so instead I go on a mental vacation.
I’ve been immersing myself in my Kindle and baking, and of course spending lots of time with Thor. He’s been my constant shadow the last few weeks, leaving my side only when absolutely necessary.
Heck, half of this post was typed with one hand while I cuddled him with the other.
But February is a month of transition to longer days and (hopefully) warmer weather, with the distinct possibility that we will get a butt load of snow.
And maybe by the time March rolls around I’ll get some creativity back, because that will be the month that I’ll get my seeds for the garden and can plan all the wonderful foodies that I can grow.
So thank you for baring with me, and if inspiration smacks me when I vacuum the living room or scrub the toilet I’ll greet it with a great big hug and refuse to let it go.
I may even bake it some doughnuts.
In more exciting news, we have another granddaughter getting older by the minute.
Paige turns the big 11 today, getting oh-so-close to the teenage years.
Actually, I think that 11 is considered tween (please correct me if I’m wrong).
I don’t think we had the word “tween” when I was young. But of course we didn’t have a lot of things when I was young.
I’ll save the rantings on that subject for another time.
So Happy Birthday Paige! I hope that you have a beautiful day and the year ahead gives you many wonderful memories and adventures.
Grandma & Grandpa love you very much!!