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Hunkering Down

March 7, 2018 at 9:21 am by Claudia

I woke up to this. But this isn’t the Nor’easter. That’s coming later this morning. Since I took that picture, it’s begun snowing quite heavily.

I. am. so. over. winter.

And yes, this picture is pretty, but I have already have some just like it, thank you very much, so I don’t need another one.

I have no choice but to hunker down. It’s a heavy, wet snow, so when it’s time for me to shovel, I will do it slowly, over the course of a day. I don’t have to be anywhere.

These came in the mail yesterday:

Two Shawnee miniatures to add to my collection. I haven’t added to it in a long while, but I saw a photo of someone else’s collection the other day and the next thing I knew, I was on Etsy (and eBay, but the prices were too high.) The vase on the left is a very pale pink.

Here they are with their new best friends:

Not all of these are Shawnee pottery. I like miniature pottery in general. But the top two shelves are all Shawnee.

I will have to think of something to do to distract myself. I was a model of efficiency yesterday and got going early in the day. I went grocery shopping, washed the bed linen, along with several more loads, cleaned, had a coaching session via FaceTime, ran more errands, moved the cars so our driveway can get plowed; I was on a roll.

I’ve done everything. So I’ll take it easy today because I know I’m going to have to shovel tomorrow.

Happy Wednesday.

The Calm Before the Storm

March 6, 2018 at 7:59 am by Claudia

Ironically, the sun is flooding the house with light this morning. It’s beautiful.

Ironic because tomorrow we’re getting a major winter storm (another nor’easter) with anywhere from 8 to 16 inches of snow. I guess Mother Nature figures she’ll give us a little sun before she blasts us.

I’m dreading it. But, my dread is nothing compared to what many people in the Hudson Valley must be feeling because thousands of them are still without power from Friday’s storm. I can’t imagine being in the middle of a ongoing loss of power and knowing that a huge winter storm is coming your way. Or how the crews from Central Hudson and other power providers must feel. They’ve been working non-stop since Friday.

Hey, March: so far, you’ve really sucked and we’re only 6 days in.

I’ve texted the guy who plows for us to confirm that I will need his services. While that will help enormously, I’ll still have to do a lot of shoveling. Oh joy.

Anyway, today I’m running errands, including a trip to the grocery store for provisions. I’ve also got a coaching session via FaceTime. A busy day.

I’ve been putting off shopping for an opening night dress and now I’m going to lose at least two days, so I’m regretting my inaction. Opening night is just 9 days away. Gulp.

I’ll leave you with another photo from this morning. Such pretty light!

Happy Tuesday.

A Pox On Winter

March 5, 2018 at 9:22 am by Claudia

First up: Frances McDormand’s acceptance speech was frigging amazing. I’ve always admired her guts and honesty and the way she lives her life. (By the way, she’s had no work done and usually doesn’t wear makeup as she navigates the streets of Manhattan.) Anyway, that speech, if you haven’t seen it, is well worth watching.

Of course, I ended up watching the entire broadcast. Who was I kidding?

I ran some errands yesterday and stopped at Home Goods, where I bought new bathroom rugs (whoo hoo!) and a cookie jar (even though I’m cutting out sweets) and this tea kettle (even though I already have one.)

I mean, come on! I had to bring it home.

My other tea kettle is pretty, but it’s old and has taken quite a battering over the years. I’m hanging on to it, however. Maybe I’ll pick a kettle according to my mood on any given day. Hmmm.

Pretty, don’t you think?

I also cleaned Stella this weekend. We’re still discovering each other, Stella and I. I found all sorts of nooks and crannies that needed attention. But I love doing that – at least with Stella. I’m not so great with other parts of the house.

We have another storm headed our way on Wednesday. So far, I’m hearing it might bring 6 inches or more. Crap.

This winter has been a major pain in the tush and I am more than ready to move on. The only thing worse would be if snow kept me from being in Manhattan for Opening Night. But, if it was in the picture, I’d just head in early. Ain’t no snow keepin’ me from Opening Night!

Two monstera leaves slowly unfurling. Thank you, plants, for keeping me sane this winter. I attribute my sanity to your beauty and to the pleasure of tending to your needs.

Happy Monday.

Hunkering Down

The Calm Before the Storm

A Pox On Winter

Lambs Like to Party

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