Strangely enough, it looks like it should snow outside.

Gray looming clouds. Gnarled tree branches swaying in the wind.

It’s not gonna snow, of course. A cold front did come through and it’s a brisk 39 degrees, but it’s not gonna snow. We only get that about twice a year, and usually it’s gone by the next day.

I love snow, in small amounts. I’m not a winter girl. I’m not one of those who wishes to live atop a snowcapped mountain in my cabin that is only accessable by snowmobile 6 months out of the year. I don’t want to have to wear insulated underwear everyday. I don’t want to have to dress like a 7-layer burrito just to go buy groceries. I wouldn’t mind visiting for a week, but truly, that’d be enough for me.

Give me sand, sun, and surf. Flip flops year around. Heat warming my cheeks when I step out of my refrigerated house. Little beads of sweat (okay, big beads of sweat) dotting my forehead while I take a jaunt down the shoreline. The smell of salt in the air.

When I hit the lottery–it’ll be all mine.

Strangely enough, it looks like it should snow outside.

Gray looming clouds. Gnarled tree branches swaying in the wind.

It’s not gonna snow, of course. A cold front did come through and it’s a brisk 39 degrees, but it’s not gonna snow. We only get that about twice a year, and usually it’s gone by the next day.

I love snow, in small amounts. I’m not a winter girl. I’m not one of those who wishes to live atop a snowcapped mountain in my cabin that is only accessable by snowmobile 6 months out of the year. I don’t want to have to wear insulated underwear everyday. I don’t want to have to dress like a 7-layer burrito just to go buy groceries. I wouldn’t mind visiting for a week, but truly, that’d be enough for me.

Give me sand, sun, and surf. Flip flops year around. Heat warming my cheeks when I step out of my refrigerated house. Little beads of sweat (okay, big beads of sweat) dotting my forehead while I take a jaunt down the shoreline. The smell of salt in the air.

When I hit the lottery–it’ll be all mine.

I can’t hold in my excitement.

Since it’s not my place to make the announcement for a dear friend of mine, I’m just gonna offer free glasses of cyber-bubbly and wait for her to get over the shock of today.

I’m sure she’ll share the news with everyone once she returns from her trip to the moon. BTW, phone reception from the moon is surprisingly good.

Until then, enjoy the bubbly.

I can’t hold in my excitement.

Since it’s not my place to make the announcement for a dear friend of mine, I’m just gonna offer free glasses of cyber-bubbly and wait for her to get over the shock of today.

I’m sure she’ll share the news with everyone once she returns from her trip to the moon. BTW, phone reception from the moon is surprisingly good.

Until then, enjoy the bubbly.

Rainy (now sunny) days like today tend to make me want warm, comfort food.

Today’s choice–cheese dip.

I ate way too much. I’m now as full as a tick and I need a nap.

Rainy (now sunny) days like today tend to make me want warm, comfort food.

Today’s choice–cheese dip.

I ate way too much. I’m now as full as a tick and I need a nap.

Woke up this morning to that light green atmosphere that no matter how cool it looks, can only mean one thing…stormy weather. And not just the heavy rain kind. Nope. We’re talking the twisty wind kind.

Yup. Tornados.

Now, I’m one of those weirdos who happens to love storms. I get a thrill when the pressure drops and the hair on my arms stands to attention. I suspect that if I lived on the coast I’d be a little like Lt. Dan during a hurricane. Maybe not. But I do love storms…

It’s not the rain and the lightning you need to fear. It’s the quiet.

And right now it’s so quiet, my hair is standing on end. I have a feeling Mother Nature is about to throw one helluva temper tantrum. Good thing I don’t work in an all glass building. Oh wait…I do work in an all glass building. At least I’ll see it coming.

EDITED TO ADD: Mother Nature decided to throw her fit all around us–but not on top of us…Dammit woman! I was in the mood for a storm!!! Okay, I apologize for that. I’d hate to tempt fate and have Mother Nature whirl a twister our way just to give me my storm…

Woke up this morning to that light green atmosphere that no matter how cool it looks, can only mean one thing…stormy weather. And not just the heavy rain kind. Nope. We’re talking the twisty wind kind.

Yup. Tornados.

Now, I’m one of those weirdos who happens to love storms. I get a thrill when the pressure drops and the hair on my arms stands to attention. I suspect that if I lived on the coast I’d be a little like Lt. Dan during a hurricane. Maybe not. But I do love storms…

It’s not the rain and the lightning you need to fear. It’s the quiet.

And right now it’s so quiet, my hair is standing on end. I have a feeling Mother Nature is about to throw one helluva temper tantrum. Good thing I don’t work in an all glass building. Oh wait…I do work in an all glass building. At least I’ll see it coming.

EDITED TO ADD: Mother Nature decided to throw her fit all around us–but not on top of us…Dammit woman! I was in the mood for a storm!!! Okay, I apologize for that. I’d hate to tempt fate and have Mother Nature whirl a twister our way just to give me my storm…

Well, not really. But apparently if I live to be 300 years old, I might not have to wear glasses anymore.

I had my eyes checked yesterday and my sight has IMPROVED. Now, I’m not complaining–trust me. But it just seems strange.

Frankly, I can’t tell. I take off my glass and the world becomes an out of focus blur of shapes and colors. I can’t see anything unless it’s close enough to my face to touch my nose.

So, I’ll take any improvement I can get.

As much as I love the fashion statement a good pair of specks can make, I’m really considering Lasik surgery. Anyone out there have any words of wisdom when it comes to Lasik?

Well, not really. But apparently if I live to be 300 years old, I might not have to wear glasses anymore.

I had my eyes checked yesterday and my sight has IMPROVED. Now, I’m not complaining–trust me. But it just seems strange.

Frankly, I can’t tell. I take off my glass and the world becomes an out of focus blur of shapes and colors. I can’t see anything unless it’s close enough to my face to touch my nose.

So, I’ll take any improvement I can get.

As much as I love the fashion statement a good pair of specks can make, I’m really considering Lasik surgery. Anyone out there have any words of wisdom when it comes to Lasik?