Note

Well, I was raving about Sabra Hummus a few posts back.  So far we've tried the regular flavor, DELICIOUS, the roasted garlic, YUM and now the Spinach Artichoke.  Now, I LOVE both those things.  Spinach and artichokes, together, separate, with other things.  But this hummus, uh, not a fan.  AT ALL. 

Sabra, I think you need to go back to the drawing board on this one.  Stat.

I'm listening to The Cure's Album Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me today.  Dang, it's so good.

Uhm? Really.

So in the last two days we've received (much to our dismay) 12 inches of snow. I took these photos around 1pm yesterday and it was still coming down. As you can tell by how blizzard like the pictures are.

School has been canceled two days in a row. When it snows here it cripples our little town. We don't have the equipment to keep up with this much snow. The roads are covered with compact snow and ice. This has put our Thanksgiving travel plans up in the air. Oh poo. If we wake up tomorrow and the roads are looking okay, we'll drive to Oregon. If the roads are still looking like Antarctica, then we stay home and have mexican Thanksgiving. I'm afraid of the latter because my children will stage a mutiny if I don't cook turkey.

It's currently 22 degrees. The sun is shining. The snow has stopped. But, DANG, is it cold!

In other news, much better news in fact, I won a contest! ME! Isn't that awesome! My dear, darling Husband showed me this really cool blog called BOOOOOOOM.com and I entered a drawing for a pair of Interpol tickets, AND won!

Going to Vancouver in January YO! to see Interpol! Epic date night!

Word.

The sunrise

As I drove to work this morning, the sun blinding me, because I forgot my sunglasses, I thought about what the rising sun represents. Renewal, rejuvenation, reprise, a re-do if you may. It's like God gives us an opportunity to wipe the board clean and start over. Everyday.

How many times do we take this for granted? We sleep and wake daily, join everyone else in the grind and forget to remember the small things, like the sunrise. The new day, a fresh beginning. I am totally guilty of this. Of rising with dread of another day of work, running around, cooking dinner, laundry, then lather, rinse, repeat.

This morning felt different for some reason. The sun was so bright and decorating the tips of frosty trees making the dew dance. That beauty touched me. God was telling me something. To slow down, take it one day at a time, and remember the mulligan.

On another note, no pun intended, my Husband turned me on to The National. And it's official, I've listed to their album, The Boxer, like eleventy billion times.

Check um' out.

easy/lucky/free

did it all get real, i guess it's real enough
they got refrigerators full of blood
another century spent pointing guns
at anything that moves
sometimes i worry that i've lost the plot
my twitching muscles tease my flippant thoughts
i never really dreamed of heaven much
until we put him in the ground
but it's all i'm doing now
listening for patterns in the sound
of an endless static sea
but once the satellite's deceased
it blows like garbage through the streets
of the night sky to infinity
but don't you weep (don't you weep for them)
there is nothing as lucky
don't you weep
there is nothing as lucky, as easy, or free

don't be a criminal in this police state
you better shop and eat and procreate
you got vacation days then you might escape
to a condo on the coast
i set my watch to the atomic clock
i hear the crowd count down 'til the bomb gets dropped
i always figured that there'd be time enough
i never let it get me down
but i can't help it now
looking for faces in the clouds
i got some friends i barely see
but we're all planning to meet
we'll lay in bags as dead as leaves
all together for eternity
but don't you weep
there is no one as lucky
honey, don't you weep
there is nothing as lucky, as easy, or free

Zeros

I'm totally diggin' Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros. They sound dreamy and surreal with a bit of folk mixed in. It's pure nice.

"Alabama Arkansas I do Love my Ma and Pa
But not as much as I do Love you
Holy Moly Me oh My your the apple of my eye
Girl aint never loved one like you
Man o Man your my best friend I scream it to the nothingness
that we got everything we need
Hot and Heavy pumpkin pie
Chocolate candy Jesus Christ
Aint nothin please me more than you

Home, Let me come Home
Home is Whenever Im with you
Home, yes I am Home
Home is wherever Im with you

Lalalala Take me Home
Mama Im Coming Home

I follow you into the park, thru the jungle thru the dark
Girl aint never loved one like you
Moats and boats and Waterfalls, Alleyways and payphone calls
I been everywhere with you
Laugh until we think we'll die, barefoot on a summer night
never could be sweeter than with you

like its only you and me jade/ebes your somethin to see

Lalalala take me home
Mama Im Comin Home

Jade, you remember that night you fell outa my window?
ya you came jumpin out after me
well, you were bleedin all over the place and I covered your ass with your dress and we went off to the hospital, you remember that?
ya
well there's somethin I never told you bout that night
what didnt you tell me?
well, while you were sitting in the back seat smokin a cigarrette you thought was gonna be your last, I was fallin deep, deep in love with you, and I never told you till just now!

Home, let me come home, home is wherever Im with you
Home, yes I am Home home is whenever Im with you!

Alabama Arkansas I do love my Ma and Pa
Yes Home, yes ward! home is whenever Im with you!
Home is whenever Im with you.