Barren Wasteland

 aka My Front Yard...

 

Today's Re-Post

Since, with all the bad weather, there is even less going on than usual (which is really saying something), I'm re-posting one of my all time favorite comic panels. 

This was me every night throughout elementary school (and beyond. WAY beyond)...

 

Glazed Over

I found a new bundt cake recipe online a while back and Sam and I finally got around to trying it out. I let Sam do the glazing.

It was delicious, by the way.

Let the Party Begin!

Neither Sam nor I are sports fans but that didn't stop us from having our own Super Bowl party.

Here, for your enjoyment (and envy), are a few exciting shots of the festivities... 

After that, we went to bed.

Time to Spare*

Today was a day of bowling for Sam, which was fortunate because with all the bad weather lately, getting any exercise at all has been almost non-existent. 

Today though, he had two different bowling groups, each at a different location. 

The first event was with one of his social groups. It started at 11:00 and ended at 1:00 (sort of). The  second group was a birthday party. This one started at 2:00 and was about 40 miles away. 

It took every minute of that one hour window to get from Point A to Point B. - but we made it. 

Barely.

(*ouch)

What I Love Doing at 6:20 A.M.

 Just kidding.

 

Winter Carnival Photos - Part 3

 Ok, so back here, I mentioned that, when it comes to the Winter Carnival, Sam and I only involve ourselves in two of the activities. Technically, that may not be quite true (surprise!). We also watch the fireworks, which takes place after the Parade of Lights.

The thing is, we don't watch them from the field - which is the same field from where we would watch them on the Fourth of July (here and elsewhere). There's something about standing in a snow covered/iced covered field with a bunch of people breathing on me while fireworks explode over us that doesn't appeal to me. 

(I don't know if this is the same reason Sam doesn't want to go there. All I know is he has no interest in going - and that's good enough for me.)

 No, instead we watch the fireworks from our living room window.  

Granted, this is nowhere near as dramatic as being in the field. And some of these fireworks can be hard to see. But every so often, one of them gives the illusion of our neighbor's house spewing out what could be interpreted as a colorful and festive chimney fire. So that's pretty cool.

Plus, it's fun watching them with Sam (and not having anyone else breathing on me).