This is the current weather in Gulf Shores, Alabama! Who is ready to move?
Gulf Shores, AL - Temp: 55°FClear
Jefferson City, MO - Temp: 34 °FClear (Feels like 24°F...What is this feels like crap?? Why can't it just be 34 °FClear
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Brrrrr.....
If you have been outside in the past 24 hours, you know it is cold. Colder than heck to be exact. My car has trouble functioning in this weather, my legs are frostbitten because I was stupid enough to wear a skirt yesterday (cuteness is a priority, ya know) and my poor dog is walking around on her toenails so her paws don't touch the ground. Brrr....
So why does anyone in their right mind want to visit somewhere like Colorado in the winter? I don't know how to answer this question because me & the hubby are driving there next week. Stupid, I know. But I need a chance to redeem my poor snowboarding skills that occurred two years ago. Bottom line: I suck at snowboarding....really, I suck at all sports. Julie can attest to how graceful I am (not) in just about any situation. BUT I am going to give it another whirl....and when I say whirl, I mean whirl. I whirl all around, arms flailing about out of control. Kids scream in terror when they see me heading their way (& they should!! I would scream too.) Ski Patrol stalks me for fear of my uncontrollable whirling about stearing me into a poor unsuspecting sole. Having hot Ski Patrol is not so bad, I guess....except I don't know if they are really hot with all of the winter garb they are wrapped in. But a girl can dream can't she?
So I am dreaming of another trip to the snowy Rocky Mountains where the wind blows in my hair as I snowboard down the hill with hot Ski Patrol closely behind....enjoying hot cocoa at the ski lodge. But in all reality, the truth is I will be visiting the mountains with hopes of staying upright long enough to make it down the hill before dark, picking frozen ice and snow out of my hair and clothing since I have spend most of my time crashed on the ground, having a fresh cup of water and lots of pain killers and praying that my clumsiness does not land me in the emergency room. Wish me luck!!
**Side note for Misti's momma - Don't worry, Mom. Although it sounds bad, I still stear clear of avalanches and other opportunities to get lost in the mountains. Tailing the Ski Patrol watching my every move is also my hubby. He gets a real kick out of watching me crash every 3 feet knowing that I cannot gain the speed and momentum to plummet off the side of the mountain since I am on the ground most of the time.
So why does anyone in their right mind want to visit somewhere like Colorado in the winter? I don't know how to answer this question because me & the hubby are driving there next week. Stupid, I know. But I need a chance to redeem my poor snowboarding skills that occurred two years ago. Bottom line: I suck at snowboarding....really, I suck at all sports. Julie can attest to how graceful I am (not) in just about any situation. BUT I am going to give it another whirl....and when I say whirl, I mean whirl. I whirl all around, arms flailing about out of control. Kids scream in terror when they see me heading their way (& they should!! I would scream too.) Ski Patrol stalks me for fear of my uncontrollable whirling about stearing me into a poor unsuspecting sole. Having hot Ski Patrol is not so bad, I guess....except I don't know if they are really hot with all of the winter garb they are wrapped in. But a girl can dream can't she?
So I am dreaming of another trip to the snowy Rocky Mountains where the wind blows in my hair as I snowboard down the hill with hot Ski Patrol closely behind....enjoying hot cocoa at the ski lodge. But in all reality, the truth is I will be visiting the mountains with hopes of staying upright long enough to make it down the hill before dark, picking frozen ice and snow out of my hair and clothing since I have spend most of my time crashed on the ground, having a fresh cup of water and lots of pain killers and praying that my clumsiness does not land me in the emergency room. Wish me luck!!
**Side note for Misti's momma - Don't worry, Mom. Although it sounds bad, I still stear clear of avalanches and other opportunities to get lost in the mountains. Tailing the Ski Patrol watching my every move is also my hubby. He gets a real kick out of watching me crash every 3 feet knowing that I cannot gain the speed and momentum to plummet off the side of the mountain since I am on the ground most of the time.
Monday, January 28, 2008
A Few Loose Screws
Have you ever said, "Man, that person has a screw loose?" I know that I have on many occasions. But today, we found out that my dad, Dan the Man, has a loose screw...literally. Now before you go thinking that he is now checked into the psych ward, let me explain.
You see, a couple of weeks ago, Dad had back surgery. He is recovering nicely, but Dr. Strain (funny name, huh?) has discovered a screw in his stomach. WHAT? How did that get there? Dr. Strain blames the hospital...I am sure hospital blames the doctor. Either way, Dad is fine and will be passing along the screw sooner than later. Happy Recovery, Dad!!!
**On a side note, Katie, my beautiful Yorkshire Terrier, was recently x-rayed. The Vet, who we call Doc, found a staple in her skin. Weird. She hasn't ever had surgery...so who knows why she has her stomach stapled. Gastric bypass, I guess.
My Champagne Tastes Different...
Life is about challenges...gambles...chances. It seems every new day brings another opportunity to spend some fat cash on things we need and, in many instances, things we don't need. That is why "Changing $500" describes me perfectly (and my hubby as well.) We enjoy the expensive things in life (from a distance mostly.) We are classified as having (what my momma would say) "Champagne Taste on a Beer Budget." A cheap beer budget that is! So here is to all of those that experience that same taste and long for days of some serious cash flow. Welcome to Changing $500!!!
Life is about challenges...gambles...chances. It seems every new day brings another opportunity to spend some fat cash on things we need and, in many instances, things we don't need. That is why "Changing $500" describes me perfectly (and my hubby as well.) We enjoy the expensive things in life (from a distance mostly.) We are classified as having (what my momma would say) "Champagne Taste on a Beer Budget." A cheap beer budget that is! So here is to all of those that experience that same taste and long for days of some serious cash flow. Welcome to Changing $500!!!
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