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Wednesday, January 7, 2009

The aging process has you firmly in its grasp if you never get the urge to throw a snowball

This is my front yard this morning. My backside is sore from not just shovelling the snow, but clenching my gluteus maximus (very maximus after all those Christmas goodies) as my feet would hit the ice below the snow and throw me into a crazy slide and spasm. I am sure I was a site! Shovel hurling in the air, snow thrown into the air a good distance only to fall into the exact spot I had just lifted it from.

The snow is light and powdery, not great for snow forts. But the temperatures here are low enough to freeze what little is left on roads, driveways and sidewalks late at night into sheets of pure ICE. And so, after day number three of shovelling, My butt is killing me!

Here, is a picture of my drive into work this morning. It appears to be a blizzard, but it is actually fog and Ice crystals in the air. Good times!
Calgon take me away! I bet Tahiti is nice this time of year!?


Resolution update: So far, not so good.
  • Took my daughter to the mall last night for a new outfit for her job interview today. Went into a hypnosis with all the after Xmas sales and bought more than I should. But got a killer pair of jeans for about 3 times the price I would ever allow myself to spend.
  • Ate a huge slice of sausage pizza on the mall trip. Hopefully the 3 days of shoveling snow will counteract the extra calories.


  1. And this is exactly why single moms are SO fricking hot. We do all of the heavy lifting.


    Take care ... and forget about that pizza you shoveled yourself out a blizzard.


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