Sunday, December 12, 2010

The first snowfall of the year

The first snowfall of the year hit with a vengeance this weekend.  I started out as a nice soft snowfall, with giant flakes gently falling to the ground.  But then the winds hit.  They howled in at 40 MPH, causing white-out conditions and a noisy racket most of last night.  Good thing I stayed at home in front of my fireplace all weekend!

I'm not a big fan of snow.  I hate to be cold, I don't like driving in it, or clearing it off of my car.

But it sure is pretty.  And Bumblebee loves to play in it:
*photo of Bumblebee dressed up in snow gear outside:

She and the neighbor girl played outside for a long time today - I couldn't believe it since it was so cold outside!  Only about 10 degrees or so:
*photo of Bumblebee and her friend playing:

I took pity on them and made them some hot chocolate:
*photo of the girls drinking hot cocoa:

Bumblebee seems to like it!
*photo closeup of Bumblebee drinking her hot cocoa:

Ok, I have to admit, it's nice to have snow on the ground.  It makes everything pretty and it looks like Christmas outside.  But I won't feel this way when we get a storm in March!

Tuesday, December 7, 2010


I almost got a speeding ticket yesterday.  Turns out that I had a really good excuse for speeding.  One that the state trooper would have to accept, so that a warning would be issued instead.

See, I was driving down the interstate at my usual rate of speed.  Traffic was three lanes across at this point, and a minivan came from behind me, weaving in and out of traffic to get a couple of spots ahead.  I didn’t notice who was driving as the minivan passed me, but when it pulled in front of me, after passing several cars, it slowed down. I had to hit my brakes and adjust my cruise control.  Grr. I was annoyed.  A swear word was likely uttered under my breath.

Then I saw the license plate. It said 1HOTMOM.

Seriously?  You’re driving a minivan and you want your plates to say 1HOTMOM? 

That’s so dumb.

Personally, 1BADDRIVERMOM would have been more apt, but I don’t think that would fit on the license plate.  I just HAD to see what 1HOTMOM looked like.  I mean, was she one hot mom?

Naturally, I tried to pass her so I could see what she looked like. As I got in the left lane, she decided she didn’t want me to finish ahead of her in the imaginary interstate race we were competing in. So she sped up.

I sped up too.

Then she did.

And I did, and so forth.  We were both very speedy. Which, incidentally, is my favorite word to say. I know that’s a random thought.  But say it out loud. Now.

No, really, I mean it. Go ahead!

"Speedy.  Speedy.  Speeeeee-deeeeee." It sort of rolls off the tongue, and is genuinely fun to speak, right?

Anyway. Back to the interstate. I would not be denied my look at 1HOTMOM.  I had to know what she looked like.  So I finally caught up with her.  And you know what?

She was cute, sort of. In a rather plain way.  Maybe it was her morning to drive the carpool and she’d been up since six and didn’t have time to get all fancied up, the way I imagined 1HOTMOM to look. I was picturing botox, fake boobs and a velour track suit.  But nope.  1HOTMOM was just kind of blah.  More like 1WARMMOM. Lukewarm, even.

Why then?  What would possess someone to put that on their license plate? Think of the pressure. If you're not always all glammed up, that plate is going to give you nothing but trouble.

I can’t have been the only person to pass her in order to get a glimpse of 1HOTMOM.  In my case, I got my gawking done, checked my speedometer, and saw that I was pushing 90.  Yowza.  I slowed back down, and just as I had the speed under control, I crested a hill where a state trooper was waiting to pounce.  Yikes.

But really, it would have made a good excuse, right?  Anyone would've gone over the speed limit to try and see what 1HOTMOM looked like.  Am I right?