walkin' in a winter wonderland...

You know how just the other day I said that the sleet that collected on our roof was the most white I'd see for a looooong time?


Well, I was wrong...


IT SNOWED THIS MORNING!!!!!
(I know that it doesn't look like much in the pictures, but there actually was a lot...it just got thicker after they got taken =P)

Yes, here in the heart of Dixie where the temperatures had been in the 70's only a week ago. How cool is that? Granted, it wasn't exactly the perfect fine, powdery stuff that falls up north, but it was good enough for us ^.^

When I looked out the window this morning, I couldn't believe my eyes! What had been rain only moments before was now a torrent of tiny snowflakes whirling around in a gusty, wintry gale. David and I were outside before you could say "Jack Robinson". For a while we just wandered about our yard in a daze (what was all this white stuff falling from the sky? =P), not to mention ecstasy (i performed a happy dance or two and caught snowflakes on my tongue); then I started to get cold and ran inside to fetch some gloves. Which, of course, turned into pulling on a vest to put under my jacket and retrieving a scarf from my room in addition to my original errand. That done, I ran to get a football from the garage and David & I threw it around for a little while. Well, he threw; I tried. I can't get my hands around that ball without gloves on, let alone with!
(we didn't realize that the camera actually recorded sound LOL)

And then, of course, came the classic snowball fight. I clambered up onto the deck and bombarded David with snowballs from above while he pelted me with them from below. He cheated, though. Whenever I threw a really nice, big snowball he would always catch it, add the remains to his snowball, and hurl it back up at me. Not fair! =P

After about two hours of a beautiful winter wonderland, the falling snow turned into a nasty mixture of rain and sleet. By this evening, any trace of whiteness had disappeared and been replaced with transparent slushiness.

Only the lonely snowmen remain...

baby, it's cold outside...

IT'S ACTUALLY COLD OUTSIDE!!!! *happy dance* This is the first time that it's really felt like January. I mean, it's about time that we stopped having 70 degree weather, dontcha think? In fact, it was cold enough this morning for it to start sleeting! Some of it gathered in the folds/creases/corners/whateveryou'resupposedtocall'ums of our roof, creating shallow blankets--*cough* very Very VERY shallow--of whiteness--albeit a rather dirty shade--that stood in sharp contrast to the black of the roof. That's probably the most white I'm gonna see together for a long time =P

I don't know what it is about cool weather that I like... However, I happen to have a sneaking suspicion that it might possibly have to do with the fact that I hate oppressive, humid weather with a passion =P There are other reasons as well, of course =D I love how the sky seems clearer and bluer than ever before, and how it looks almost as if it has been newly starched and ironed out. I love how you can almost hear the air crinkling like wrapping paper. And I guess I just like the crisp, nippy wind that bites through your clothes and makes your cheeks flush and your eyes sparkle. The only downside is your nose turns a beautiful shade of bright, cherry red. Or at least, mine does anyway.. =P

Oh yay, it's raining again. *sighs* Isn't it such a lovely thing to be lulled to sleep by the constant tapping of raindrops on your windowpane? They always seems to be drumming out a beautiful lullaby of some kind, one that was once known but has since been forgotten. If only I could catch the words...

my life is cold, and dark, and dreary...

*sighs deeply* I feel so depressed right now, so....drained.

I just finished (okay, not just, but you get the point =P) an essay for which I had absolutely no inspiration. Nothing. Zilch. Notta. Do you know how discouraging that is?! I wrote, but I just couldn't immerse myself in it. All my sentences ring hollow in my ears. They seem to be so mechanical and contrived.... BLECH! I guess part of it was the topic. How much fun can a person have when the question you have to answer is: Is war never justifiable?

NONE!! Absobolyflippin'lutely none whatsoever!! Cero! Zilch! Notta! At least, according to my oh-so-humble opinion, that is.

Anywho, it's time I stopped ranting....and making up/repeating the same words to describe my ranting-ness =P
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The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains,and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.

My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains,and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.

Be still, sad heart, and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.

~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow -- "The Rainy Day"

raindrops are fallin' on my head...

Raindrops are pitter-pattering on my window right now... *sighs* Isn't rain such a lovely thing? It makes me want to curl up on a window seat, crack open the window, and settle down with a soft, fuzzy blanket and a good book. Well, either that or run outside and do my own rendition of singin' in the rain =P

I'm not entirely sure why I like rain so much... It makes my hair frizzy, my dog gets wet, the ground (which i will inevitably sit on, usually by accident, sometimes by choice) gets icky and soggy, and the weather channel gloats over the fact that they actually predicted something right for once. There's just something about it that I can't quite put my finger on... The colors are brighter and more vivid... Everything seems to be washed clean. Rain can be either a calm, soothing monotony that causes one to give a dreamy sigh and murmur: "It's raining..."; or it can be an exhilarating experience that makes one throw one's head back and cry: "It's raining!" And water falls from the sky! Have you ever thought about how amazing that is? I wonder if that's where somebody got the idea for the showerhead...

There was lightning earlier, but things seemed to have settled down a bit. That's one of the best parts of a thunderstorm (excepting, of course, the wind, rain, and thunder =P). Seeing those bolts streak across the sky is simply breathtaking and, well, electrifying... Have you ever wondered why while the lightning bolt is white, the sky lights up blue? And why does the air always tingle when it strikes? And how come it has to disappear so quickly? I know that I could probably think of some plausible, scientific explanation for all that if I actually took the time to, but that would somehow detract from the magic of the experience...

if wishes were fishes...

I wish that this place had a big, fancy, loopy font. You know, kinda like the way all those people used to write ages and ages ago. Maybe there is a font like that and I just missed it... That's always a major possibility...I kinda doubt it, though... But who am I to complain? Somebody worked hard to put all this together, and there's no way I could remotely come close to producing the same results. Computers and I don't get along very well. I wonder if it has anything to do with me always threatening to smash it to pieces...XD I probably wouldn't appreciate it if somebody was always talking to me like that =P

Anywho...

I'm not quite sure what to say. Other people make this look so easy... I mean, I barely have anything to say when I'm talking to you face to face! It's even harder holding a one-sided conversation with the computer screen =P I guess the reason that I'm at a loss for words is that I don't quite know what to make of blogging. Cuz it's like a journal in that I write about what I've been doing/going through/feeling/thinking about, but since anyone and everyone can read it, I'm slightly hampered in the depth of my writing. I don't think I'm confident enough in myself to share all my little secrets... =P There's always the chance that I might drop a few, though XD

Ohhh, guess what?! Well, I suppose you never will, so I'll tell you =P

God did something awesome today. You see, my neighbor called to see if I could babysit for her tomorrow night. Well, I've been having some...issues with her, and I was terrified of going back. So when I was giving her a call back to tell her that 'I was sorry, but I was afraid that she would have to find someone else to go over', I prayed and asked God to give me the right words to say if she asked why I couldn't do it (I wasn't very keen on telling her the real reason seeing as how it would in all probability put a damper on our relationship). In fact, it would be amazing if she just wouldn't answer and I only had to leave a message. And guess what? I got her voicemail! Relief, thankfulness, awe, and incredulousness washed over me all at once...I don't think I can aptly describe it.. I've never had such an immediate answer to prayer before...

Goodness, is this me being at a loss for words? O.O Wow... I wouldn't want to see me when I actually have something to say =P Anyways, it's getting to be on the latish side of my bedtime, so I guess I should wrap this up... hm....how exactly does one go about doing that that? *scratches her head thoughtfully*

Goodnight! *waves*

(there, i guess that'll do ^.^)