Two New Dylan-isms and Why March Can Suck It

Instead of "Optimus Prime", it's "Octopus Crime"

Turquoise is "trick-toys"

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It SNOWED. AGAIN! After I spent the entire day outside yesterday, enjoying the sunshine and making plans for my garden, it snows! And not just a little dusting, we have 4 inches and our grandparents have about 6. ERGH.

I feel OK about this rant on stupid March and it's stupid weather, because this is the first anti-cold weather post I have done all Winter. I told myself to just try and enjoy this weather and that it wasn't Spring until Easter, really. So, I went into it with that mind-set and things were great. But this is getting OLD! And apparently it is going to last all week. The one thing that made me feel better today was to pretend that it was still December. I think that is the survival plan for the week. That and not leaving the house...

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As we speak, Dylan is threatening to "pack up all his stuff, go to Africa and then blast off to space", all because they ate the last of the Peeps and he is MAD about it!

Life is good!

While I have been a complete slacker when it comes to blogging, the rest of my life is going great! Maybe that is why I haven't posted? Too busy being happy. This is just one of those times in life to sit back and look around in awe and thank God for my wonderful family and friends. We are all happy, healthy and safe. Here is an update:


Dylan took this picture, can you tell?



To start off, my darling niece Cecelia had her first baby on January 30th, a beautiful little girl named Esther. She is so wonderful! Even Dylan was completely taken with her. When he first saw her he said "Oh, she's so cute!" He can be such a bruiser sometimes, so it was just such a thrill to see him being so tender and loving with her. We were lucky enough to drive up there a couple of weeks ago with my brother, Peter, for a lovely visit.



Which brings us to, my brother is home from Afghanistan! I'm pretty sure everyone knows this, but I just had to make an official post about it! I don't think I will ever forget the wave of relief that swept over me when I got his call telling me that they had just landed in Maine. I think I sobbed for a good few minutes before I could even speak. He was very much missed and worried about and prayed for constantly while he was away. And again, thanks be to God that he and his whole battalion made it home safely. He is not just my brother, but one of my best friends and I am so happy to have him home!