The Forrest Family: Snotmageddon

Yes I said snotmageddon, which is comparable to the natural force of the snow that hit Oklahoma this week, except this was snot hitting my head like a freight train. I can usually tolerate "colds" but holy crap, I was miserable. I haven't felt this bad since being a mom. I "made" John stay home on Wednesday... didn't have to pull his arm much since it was either staying at home or shoveling snow at CHK all day. No brainer. Thank you Nurse Cathy for calling in a z-pack and letting me live my day without hacking up a lung and saving my nose from yet another kleenex.

I hate winter. You get pale, you get sick, you can't leave your house, need I say more. I "spiced" up the blog, it needed some flare and I had adandoned it for too long. Here is too a cheerful, more colorful background and updated pictures. The new main picture... pretty much sums up my goof ball. Today I actually did something -blog updating and laundry, so exciting! Ben is sound asleep and I'm sitting in freshly washed sheets loving it. As my friend Sarah blogged, she is turning 30, which means I turn 30 as well this month. (I'm a week older :)). I never understood the term "dirty 30"... someone please explain to me this phrase. I don't have fears of turning 30, to me, it's another number. What is so distinctive about going from 29 to 30, is it aging? I think the scariest year is when you give birth, talk about some aging coming on strong. Most probably don't know this, but I really could care less about my birthday. I find it akward to have everyone telling you happy bday and you have to respond with "thank you". I mean why am I saying thank you to you... I should be thanking my mother who gave birth to me :) Don't get me wrong, Ben and John will always have a celebration, but for me... I'm okay. McDonald's will do the trick. I have had the best life the past 30 years and can't imagine it any other way, so bring on another 30+ years!

Back on track to the real reason I blog - Bean-o's. He loved, loved, loved the snow. I hesitated to let him out since he just got over an ear infection, but thought oh what the hell, every kid needs to experience some blizzard action. We waited until the winds died down and bundled him up. And waited and waited until his little cheeks and nose were bright red to finally drag him in. And then waited and waited for nearly 20 minutes until the screams and cries stopped for "snow, outside, snow, snow, outside". Talk about some terrible 2 tantrums (same scenario in the 70 degree temps when we left the playground last weekend). But it was worth it, he was in heaven outside and was in awe of the snow. We have been stuck in the house (with most of his toys packed up) since Monday night. I can't get my car out of the garage, so we will wait for daddy to get home and maybe we can take an exciting drive to Braums.... if they're open. Enjoy the snow pictures and woo hoo for 40 degrees tomorrow!