My life is back to normal. You have no idea how stir crazy a
relatively sane and easy going person can get when stuck inside their
house, in the middle of the woods, with no one else around, for over a
week.
Lindsay and I are pretty "on-the-go-girls" in our everyday lives, so
being stuck in this house by ourselves, with only so many things to do,
only so many times we can circumnavigate the house pointing out things
of interest and naming them, only so many times I want to read about
singing pigs, or feel the fuzzy bunny… you catch my drift…
But thank you Lord, the snow is gone! Lindsay and I ventured out
yesterday for the first time in a while and went swimming. It was
so much fun, and she’s still in love with the water, still kicks her
legs like a mad dancing frog, still insists on clutching either a ball
or her tiny rubber ducky while we zoom around the pool, and she now
giggles with maniacal laughter at the kids splashing, or the blow-up
whales hanging from the ceiling, or the bubbles from a toy shoved
underwater. This is the life.
Oh sweet freedom. I think I’d die if I didn’t have a car.
Oh no! I didn’t mean for the fuzzy bunny to become a torture device! Hee hee hee!
Glad things have thawed and you are free once again!