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Those 1960's...oh my

I took the day off from work yesterday to go see:

 

The musicial was being performed in Ithaca at the Hangar Theater. I LOVED it. I was born in the 60's but much too young to see "Hair" when it was first produced.  I have a new understanding of what the 60's were like. My own memories include kindergarten and my sister and I being dressed in identical outfits. I do remember having some knowledge that there was a war going on and that people were upset about it but that's about all. Had I been ten years older my memories today would be very, very different. Those identical outfits...there wouldn't have been much of a need for those since it appears that clothing was entirely optional.

Just in case you ever wonder

Let's say it's Christmas and you have a lot of company coming so you go out and buy a ton of groceries that won't all fit in your refrigerator. So, let's say, you decide to put some extra food in an ice chest in the basement. Pretend that you use all the food in the ice chest with the exception of one carton of Egg Beaters. Now let's say like four months pass and on a nice spring day you decide to clean out the basement and lo and behold you come across the ice chest that you forgot about. For four months. For added fun, pretend that you open the ice chest expecting it to be empty. Just in case you're wondering, if the above ever happens to you be prepared to experience the worse stench you may ever smell in your entire life. Trust me. I know.

Can I get a round of applause for 70

It  was 70 degrees here today. There isn't much that tops that on the 13th of March in Northern Pennsylvania (except for maybe 71 degrees which we just may hit tomorrow!)

 

A good (?) funeral

The funeral I attended this afternoon was really...well, good is the only word that comes to mind. For some reason it just feels wrong to describe a funeral as "good" but it was. It was good. The minister spoke about the "fullness of life". The funeral was for a 90-year-old woman who had been baptized in 1917 in the exact same spot where her body laid today in a casket. Talk about full circle. The minister said something that I've been thinking about all day long. He said that to truly experience the "fullness of life" we must experience hard times. A life without pain and disappointment would not be a full life. I suppose that concept isn't really all that profound but for some reason it hit home with me today. When pain or hard times come I do everything I can to get past them. Sometimes I try to ignore them or pretend they don't exist. That always works well. Other times I kick it in to high gear and try to speed life along thinking that there must be a better time right around the corner. Today I realized that I've been missing out. I guess there are times when having a full life means being open to sit with the pain for a little while. The superstitious, illogical part of my brain is saying, "Oh great. Now you've done it. Pain is sure to come your way now." I'm really not begging for it. I just want to be able to remind myself that when pain comes I need to allow it to add to my fullness instead of viewing it as taking something away from my life.

Yeah...it was a good funeral.

Too much excitement

So let's see...what exciting news can I share with you this week? Well, the weather is nasty. How's that for excitement? I cleaned and organized my closet last night. (Have I told you that I have a clothes, shoes and purse problem? I like them a little too much.) I read that the only way to keep a closet organized is to frequently do "extreme editing" which means I have bags of things to take to Goodwill. Other exciting items on today's agenda include; attending a funeral today at noon, cleaning the refrigerator tonight (some more extreme editing is needed) and maybe to top it off I'll clean a toilet or two.

I think I need to find a hobby.

It is what it is

I'm sorry it's been so long since I've updated. Yes, I did recover although it took a few days. For some reason I've been down in the dumps for the past couple of weeks. Maybe it's the weather? Maybe it's Jeff being out of town a lot for work? Maybe it's...oh who really cares. It is what it is. That's my new favorite saying. I like it so much that I bought this recently:

I think I'm going to start wearing this everyday. If anyone questions it my reply simply will be, "It is what it is."

A sick snow day

Well the snow arrived in a big way. I was SO excited about it yesterday. I love snow days. We stocked up on wonderful things to eat, movies to watch and new sleds to ride. So imagine my disappointment when last night I woke up around 2:00 a.m. feeling like a huge alien was about to explode out of my stomach. I felt horrible. And, I still feel horrible. Really horrible. The only thing I've done since last night is run to the bathroom. I haven't gotten out of bed or even looked out my window to see how much snow there is. The schools are closed again tomorrow so I'm hoping this is a 24-hour bug. If that's the case in about 5 hours I should feel like I'm going to live. If not, in 5 hours Jeff will probably be ready to throw me out in a snow bank.

Finally

   

A DEVELOPING WINTER STORM WILL SPREAD SNOW INTO PENNSYLVANIA DURING THE DAY ON TUESDAY. THE STORM SHOULD TAPER OFF DURING THE DAY ON WEDNESDAY WITH SNOWFALL AMOUNTS OF 6 TO 12 INCHES POSSIBLE ACROSS NORTHERN PENNSYLVANIA.

Today's (2/13) update:

STORM TOTAL SNOWFALL OF 16 TO 22 INCHES ARE LIKELY WITH SOME AREAS OF NORTH CENTRAL PENNSYLVANIA...EAST OF COUDERSPORT (That's me!!) POSSIBLY SEEING IN EXCESS OF 2 FEET.

All I can say is, "It's about time!" (*smile*)

My sweet, sweet husband and his not so sweet wife

Jeff and I are heading out of town this weekend to do a little early Valentine's Day celebrating. For me that means shopping for Jeff it means...well, something else. Today during lunch we were discussing Valentine's Day. The conversation went like this:

Me: It's nice that we'll be able to celebrate Valentine's Day early.

Jeff: I agree but I still think I'm going to do something special for you on the 14th.

Me: Ahhh...that's sweet. I think I'll do something special for you too. Next Wednesday instead of cleaning all three bathrooms, you only need to clean one.

And you all thought I was nice.

Jeff and Deb's excellent sledding adventure

I often complain about winter...the cold, the snow, the ice. However, I wasn't complaining at all this weekend. Instead, I was having a ton of fun doing something I've been wanting to do for a very long time. On Saturday Jeff and I spent several hours outdoors playing like kids. We were fortunate to have a few other overgrown kids with us. Here are a couple short videos of our adventure. The quality is poor because they were taken with my camera. I wish I would have had the video camera on hand.

After many trips down the hill we all went inside to get warmed up and eat a little chili. It wasn't long before our age started to show. You know you're getting old when the life of the party is the person passing this around the table.