The Beginning of Wednesday: Wednesday, Oui? Brrrrrr!

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Wednesday, Oui? Brrrrrr!

The first real snow- this picture was taken through my screen door

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas. I love this time of year. I love winter, I love Christmas, heck, I even love Baby Jesus ;) This time of year always makes me extremely appreciative of what I have; the privilege I was born into and my allegiance. It's a very sentimental time of year for me.

My new car, covered in snow. I can't wait to see how it handles in this weather. As for the seat warmers? Glad I sprung for the "bells & whistles."

This morning I woke up to a few inches of snow on the ground. Being a skier and a snowbird, who loves New England, NOTHING makes me happier. I love snow. It's beautiful and amazing. How the earth does what it does is so humbling. It amazes me to think that it's snowing here, while other people in this country are probably planning to go to the beach. We, as Americans, are lucky to be where we are. We have snow and skiing and mountains and lakes and oceans and volcanoes and humid temperatures and dust bowls and giant waterfalls and cracked deserts and canyons and swamps; all at our fingertips and we can move from state to state and coast to coast without providing any documentation or proof of citizenship. I love it.

I love Christmas. I love Christmas trees and wreathes and Christmas baking. Mostly, at Christmas, I love spending time with my family. Family, is not the most important thing, as my dad says, but the only thing.

This weekend we're off to Maine to have our "Christmas" with my Mom & Dan, my sister, Rich and the baby. I love being at the farm, I love seeing my folks, and I love being near my sister. My sister centers me and makes me whole in a way that no one else can. I am so looking forward to Friday.

My Christmas cards have been mailed, my shopping is done, the house is decorated and the presents are wrapped. I'm ready to go. Christmas can still take its time so I can bask in the joy of the season, but everything here is done. To top if off, we were delivered our first real snow this morning. That makes me happy. Today is definitely a Oui day.

Paw prints in the snow = A wicked Oui.

Oui?

4 comments:

Crazy Momma said...: I am not a fan of the snow although the first GOOD snow of the year always gets me. And this is a good snow.

So, Oui, Jessi! :); December 17, 2008 at 10:58 AM
Nicki said...: lol Oui? I am not so sure, but I am glad you think it is. Christmas is a definite oui; December 17, 2008 at 12:39 PM
Stephani said...: No one says wicked around here, but I still do!! I always will. Wicked awsome!; December 17, 2008 at 6:46 PM
Nicki said...: I wanted to clarify, it's not the doggie paw prints I didn't think were a oui, they surely are! It's the snow ewww brrr; December 19, 2008 at 8:10 AM

Quotes that define my life:

"Now this is the Law of the Jungle -- as old and as true as the sky; And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die. As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth forward and back -- For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack." -- Rudyard Kipling
"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind." -- Dr. Seuss
"He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion." -- Unknown
"Better to love God and die unknown than to love the world and be a hero; better to be content with poverty than to die a slave to wealth; better to have taken some risks and lost than to have done nothing and succeeded at it." -- E. Lutzer
“There is pleasure in the pathless woods, There is rapture on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes, By the deep sea and the music in its roar; I love not man the less, but Nature more.” -- Lord Byron
"There are times when explanations, no matter how reasonable, just don't seem to help." -- Mr. Rogers
"If you don't crack the shell, you can't eat the nut." -- Persian Proverb
"Real peace is not the absence of conflict, but the presence of justice." Martin Luther King, Jr.

Mountains we climb

+ Currently: Life
+ Magalloway Mountain: Pittsburg, NH: 3,350 ft. Fire tower @ summit
+ Uncanoonuc Mountains: Goffstown, NH; Elevation: North Peak 1,324 ft. South Peak, 1,321 ft. *Indian Translation: "woman lying down" or "breasts"*
+ Mt. Major: Alton Bay, NH: Approx 4 mi. round trip; 1,100 ft. @ summit.
+ Monument Mt., Berkshire Area, MA: Approx 3 mi. round trip; *Beautiful waterfall* 1,735 ft @ summit.
+ Welch-Dickey- Loop Trail, Waterville Valley Area: 4.4 mi. round trip; 2,605 ft. @ Welch summit, 2,734 ft. @ Dickey summit.
+ Mt. Kearsarge- Barlow Trail, Winslow State Park, Wilmot: 2.8 mi. round trip; 2,937 ft @ summit.
+ Mt. Monadnock- White Dot Trail, Jaffrey: 4.2 mi. round trip, 3,165 ft. @ summit
+ Mt. Layafette- Old Bridle Path, Franconia Notch State Park: 8 mi. round trip, 5,260 ft @ summit.
+ Mt. Cardigan- East Side Loop, Alexandria: 5.3 mi. round trip, 3,121 ft @ summit. * some of the mountain was left bare from a fire in 1855
+ Mt. Morgan & Mt. Percival- Squaw Mountains, Holderness & Center Sandwich: 5.1 mi. round trip; 2,220 & 2,212 ft. @ summit
+ Mt. Osceola- White Mountain National Forest: 6.4 mi. round trip, 4,340 ft. @ summit

Mission Statement

This blog is much like my home. When you click on my blog you cross a boundary into my world; what I would like to be a judgment free world. You’re in my house now. Don’t come in if you want to pollute my environment with negativity.

As a guest in my home would you pick apart my style, critique my furniture, or want me to spend your entire visit complaining about my life's trials and tribulations? No. The same goes for my blog. You’re a guest here. The virtual world is a "boundary" between what I am going to post here, and what goes on in my “real life.”

This is my forum. Much like if you were a guest in my house, I would scurry around cleaning up, presenting to you my best self. I do the same with my writing. You come here for a smile, an anecdote, a laugh, or a oui. You don't come here to hear about the bad parts of my life. Just because I don't post about them, doesn't mean they don't exist. That part of me just happens to be none of your business.

I choose to blog about things that make me happy, things I want to look back on and relish. I am constantly recovering (on a daily basis) from things that are unpleasant, I need no reminders via written word. That is what my diary is for. If that omission makes it appear as though my life is easy, then you are more than welcome to turn back now, don't waste your time. I have an amazing group of people who I can vent to and get feedback in regards to those matters, I don’t have an overwhelming urge to hang my dirty laundry out to dry in front of strangers.

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