I've been thinking a lot about Sherry Arnold and her family. The investigation into her disappearance and possible murder is moving at a good pace and now they just need to find her body so the family can lay her to rest. My mind races at night thinking about her, and I know that I shouldn't, but I think about the last few hours of her life. My heart is heavy because I can't even begin to imagine how awful they were and what it'd be like to see the mugs of those two cowards as the last images of my life. I can't seem to shake these thoughts, and I hope that soon I can put these thoughts to rest.
Now I know that it is very weird for a man to say what I'm about to say...but let's be honest...I'm no ordinary man. :) My biological clock is ticking so loud that the sound is deafening! My and Michael's relationship moved at such a fast clip at the beginning that now it seems we have been thrown into the monotony of a "normal relationship." However my biological clock is still at warp speed and I can't seem to settle down. The other day we were walking through Rite Aid looking for sidewalk salt (to melt the ice) and we happened to walk through the baby isle, and I said, "I love the smell of baby products." Mike commented on how I'm in nesting mode. And he couldn't be more accurate.
I've spent the last month looking online for a new, bigger home. However, that being said, I know we aren't at a point financially to purchase another home. But that doesn't stop me from dreaming and getting excited, only to have all my hopes dashed when I am thrown back to reality. I have a funny way of being all or nothing when it comes to a lot of things. There usually isn't a very happy medium, which is something that I've been trying to work on, but let's be honest...it's something that people can't really change about themselves.
I find that I've been trying to busy my days with mundane things. I've been trying out recipes and doing some housework. I haven't been myself since I got back from Arizona visiting my mom. I've not been into The Healing Center since before I left, mainly because I realize that I have so much going on inside my own self that I can't fully be there for anyone else in the capacity that they need. I feel so drained, and I'm trying to figure out what to do to replenish myself.
Now I don't know if those of you who don't live in the Seattle area have been following our weather, but holy hell! It's been crazy here! Over the last week I figure we got about 9 inches of snow, and it's almost all gone now since it's been 40 degrees and raining the last few days. This reminds me of the weather in Boston, where we'd get a ton of snow and it'd be gone two days later. But I digress. It was an amazing winter wonderland around here. But all that came at a price! We were stuck in the house for three days! I was so stir crazy and as much as I love my dogs and my husband I needed OUT! I finally got out on Thursday morning and went to the grocery store because we were out of wine, which is something that we can NOT live without in this house!
Needless to say, it was quite gorgeous seeing Whidbey frosted with snow. But I'm not going to lie...it's nice to have the roads dry again. But none-the-less...enjoy these pictures.
|Rosemary, anyone? :)|
One of the first days that it snowed we took the boys out to play in the snow. Mike also started a snowball fight that ended with a big snowball in his face! :) I won! But the boys loved the snow and Cooper found his new favorite snack...SNOW! I swear, that dog is a bit "touched."
Monday I decided to make a roast chicken, so I used Anne Burrel's recipe and made a YUMMY roast chicken. We fed off it for a couple of days, I re purposed it into chicken tacos and even took the roasted veggies and whizzed them in the food processor with some of the chicken and made a filling for tortellini (homemade pasta of course)!
|Look at that CRISPY SKIN!!!|
Honey, I wouldn't doubt that the weather has got something to do with it. I'm in my own funk here in MI where it's been 10 degrees for a week, and R. has been feeling that way too. Im glad you guys survived the ice storm.ReplyDelete
Biological clock huh? Funny, you are just proof that maternal instincts don't actually have to do with whether one is male or female. At least you know YOUR ovaries aren't going to expire in 10 years. ;)