It’s cold this morning. Ass cold. As I sat in the car this morning music pumping, heat thumping, my phone vibrates in the cup holder cum change holder--it’s Steph, my co-teacher, letting me know we have a two-hour delay. Fuck. Car off. Back in the house. Brew a cup of coffee and stew about the extra sleep I could have gotten and really need.

I could be grading papers--grades are due Wednesday--but the folder with the papers is tucked into my briefcase in the back of the car. I throw in some laundry, love some cats and a sleepy husband and plunk down on the couch. I sync the phone and plug in the camera. Whoa, that’s a lot of photos I’ve never downloaded. Since Christmas? Damn slacker. Here is a recap of the past few months.

We got the Wii Fit for Christmas. Here JD’s Mii gets ready to shred some dirt.

I finally made it to a family dinner with Doug’s famous lobsters. I’ve been sick the past two times, and couldn’t risk passing a virus onto JD’s mom. The lobster was amazing.

Of course we came home that night to a massive mess. Our water line to the fridge burst and had dumped a ton of water into insulation and floorboards. I hate working with insulation.

The cleanup did inspire us to bang out a few home repairs over break. Our friends Heather and Pete came down to lend a hand with the scary stuff, but JD wanted to get a head start on fixing the potty.

Heather and I hiked up to where JD and I got married. It was icy as balls.

My friend Maggie spent a month in CO visiting her man. She would really rather move there so she can ski with her guns.

We’ve been hitting the snow trails a bit. But Mike’s bike makes it almost cheating.

I got a new crown, too. Dr. Modestow has a milling machine that makes it while you wait. I made some yummy Thai chicken soup, too--photo above.

This is the Jag that cut me off last night on slippery streets. Really nice, bitch.

And that’s the photo recap. If you follow me on Twitter, sorry for the boring repeats, but some people AREN’T ON TWITTER YET. Isn’t that funny?

I still have to blog about Salinger, my students’ awesomeness and the conflicting nature of my work, but that’s enough for now, I have to go switch the laundry.

Hey MidAtlantic, stop stealing our snow!! grrrrrrrrrr.

xo

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