“Pluto is cold: -233° C (-390° F), just 40° C (72° F) above absolute zero. At this temperature, all elements would be frozen but neon, hydrogen, and helium.” (credit to Planet Facts).
We just came out of a deep freeze here in the Midwest. Thirties and forties are forecast for the week, the snow is disappearing and once again the ground re-appears in the form of squishy mud. What’s not to like about Winter?
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| Brrrrr! |
This is the time of year when spring fanatics like Mommies In Orbit, begin to notice things that tease us into thinking Spring is just around the corner.
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| Opposites! |
As I’m nurturing my herbs in my tiny greenhouse, the phone rings and it’s Dear Husband calling to cheerily announce that “de plane” just landed safely in Los Angeles, and oh yeah, the next one leaves for San Diego soon, that’s California! It’s nearly 70 degrees, sunny and the palm trees are waving gently in the breeze.
Meanwhile back at the ranch, the twins have more math homework than they have had in years. Little Dude and Dear Daughter are spitting fire balls at one another at the kitchen table, and DH is on the phone laughing with his travel buddies. My head feels like it’s expanding and ready to blow. If I hear one more smart ass remark from those wretched kids, I’m gonna, I’m gonna……what, am I gonna do? I can’t hide from them, they always find me, and insist on talking through closed doors. Even the library is no longer a sacred place. These are the times I wish I would have left the Fertility Gods be.
So, we finish the blasted math homework, wrestle with the over-flowing laundry baskets, throw the stinky kids in the shower, break up a few more Barbarian battles, read a story, and collapse into a soft bed, only to start over again tomorrow. Think SPRING!
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| January tease. |
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| Paradise Frozen! |
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| Dear Daughter and Little Dude, and some random kid from Pluto! |
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| Who’s Counting? |
1 Comment
That was my favorite so far! I love how honest you are. People appreciate brutal honesty plus, it’s therapeutic!