This is my first attempt at blogging.... here goes. I am a 42 year old Christian homeschooling mom of a 9 year old wonderful girl. Chelsea is the best thing that ever happened to her Dad and me. She is bright, funny, silly, loving and growing up too fast! Chelsea has NCAH, which if you don't know what that is you can go here: http://www.congenitaladrenalhyperpla sia.org" title="http://www.congenitaladrenalhyperpla sia.org" target="_blank"http://www.congenitaladrenalh...

We are in the middle of a blizzard here where I live in Litchfield County Connecticut. I hate snow. I hate the cold. I wish it were summer. Life in New England is still not the easiest, even in this day and age of heat and indoor plumbing. Don't you love the sound your car makes on days like this? RRRRRIDON'TWANNARRRRRRRIW ON'TRRRRRRRYOUCAN'TMAKEME RRRRRRRRRR then you let off the key and try again: RRRRRRRRRRRRYOUCAN'TBESER IOUSRRRRRRRRRRRAREYOUNUTS RRRRRRRRRRRPUT
HEATINTHEGARAGERRRRRRRRRR RRRROHDARNITALLRRRRRRRRRR RRRBRRRRBRRR
RRRROOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM

And then even though your car is running, it doesn't warm up enough to throw heat until you get to where you are going.

We have a 5 month old Cocker Spaniel named Echo. She doesn't feel the same way I do about snow. I opened the door to let her out a littlewhile ago and out she went with a glorius leap  ****POOF****and disappeared into the snow only to come up a few feet down the yard with a snow hat on and a joyous look on her face. Just why is it that puppies and kids like this cold, wet, useless precipitation?  My daughter prays for snow. She loves to go sledding and buid snow creatures and forts. So when is it that I lost this lust for this stuff? I think it was somewhere between frostbite and the broken arm I got from slipping on the ice.

Speaking of broken bones, any of you women out there on this "Revival Soy" program?  For those not in the know, it's a program of concentrated soy products given to women to control their menopausal symptoms. For me personally it has simply added more symptoms......a disgusting soy after taste and some extremely unpleasant things that are escaping from my colon.... some in private and some not so much. Just what I needed. Now do I not only leak when I laugh, but unexpected things escape at the most inappropriate times....like church or while in the supermarket aisle with no one else except the snobby neighbor with the "better than you" attitude. Now she really is "better than me". At least she smells better.

Ok, enough for today. I will try to post regularly....but I don't do much regularly, so don't hold your breath!