Snow days and painted faces.

I think it’s so funny I moved up here near the Canadian border and everyone South of me is getting dumped on!!! HA! HA! You guys down there have had way more snow than we have and it’s been just as cold where you live! Cracks me up.   Lyndi just sent me a picture of her “Spring snow pile” but it is March and I can’t remember a March when Minnesotans didn’t get unloaded on from above! She also sent me pictures depicting what her and the boys are doing on their snow day….I mailed them some face paint last week….they are obviously amusing themselves.



Jay came up on Monday, he and Kevin have been fishing while I work…how is that fair you ask, well it isn’t. I do, however; get my grandboys for a few days. Kevin is going to pick them up Friday afternoon and I’m hoping I can leave a few hours early. I always miss them but then there are those times I more than miss them and I physically need to spend time with them if I want my wellbeing to remain undamaged. Unless you’re a grandparent this would make no sense to you. I have a third and breathtaking grandson that I’ve kind of reconciled myself to not seeing as often as I do my other two. I pray I’m wrong and that someday they will move a few hours closer but until that happens or Incase it doesn’t I will be in “grandparent package mode”, because grandma’s can actually wrap and package love through the mail,


Kevin and I were givin’ a blessing last night, an opportunity to help someone out…I wish I could bottle up that feeling and pass it around. I believe it could be a cure all for many “entitled” people. Nothing makes you feel as good as when you put someone else and their needs before your own…it’s even more effective when you leave your comfort zone. That’s not the reason to put ourselves out there though, we should all have a moral compass and do it for no other reason than it’s the right thing to do. We’ve all needed the support and comfort of others and we’ve all felt the whoosh of relief when someone steps up to alleviate us from our dilemma. Well I have anyway…many times, and whenever I’m able to pay it forward I leap at the prospect. My heart becomes instantly convicted, I’m able to put myself in that person’s shoes and see a reflection of myself at the same time. I flash back to all the people in my life who were generous with their hearts. One of my “changed my life” memories was given to me by a girl I worked with years ago. She offered to rescue me from a horrible financial bind I was in, I declined because I was too proud. She later came up to me, put the money in my hand and said “Don’t you dare rob me of this blessing.” I learned humility, grace and benevolence all in one minute…I already knew “gratefulness” because I had a good mom who tucked my moral compass somewhere I could easily grasp it. I was changed that day.


So yeah, grandsons love snow days and painted faces, March always brings more white stuff, moral compasses work, reflection keeps us in check and helping someone out when you’re able is what the good life is all about this week….oh, and there’s more, bake off contests and chair massages at work, getting destroyed playing marbles after supper (right, Jay?!) and being able to smile while you’re at work and your husband and someday son in law are fishing…this week has gotten off to a good start.