Sometimes I suffer from the Winter Blues. Even though it feels kind of like early spring here in the city, yesterday was kind of a rough one. Not because anything big happened. I was just feeling a little lonely, wondering what the %#$@ I'm doing with my life, and missing these two.
Thankfully, I'm not in the frozen tundra that is Utah right now.
I'd much rather have a little bit of this:
Than a whole lot of this:
Although, I do miss those mountains, Mr. G just texted me that it's currently 2 degrees. Yikes! No, thank you!
Luckily, the Golden Globes were on last night. Tina Fey and Amy Pohler knocked it out of the park. Hysterical. Thanks for getting me thru the night, ladies.This guy was also lifted my spirits.
So, instead of hating winter, I'm gonna focus on some fun winter times that I had over the holidays.
New Year's Eve was awesome. Just a low-key night with friends, playing a game of Things (which always gets outta control. perhaps a blog for another day), eating way too much, and blowing up gingerbread houses. Like you do.
New Year's Day, we usually go sledding. We didn't last too long, because Utah had started its freeze-out. Mr. G could prolly last all day even in below freezing temps, but I'm a wuss in so many ways. My left bumcheek will never be the same after our sledtrain of five went over a little jump.
Chancho loved it. He was having the time of his life biting all the snow and trying to out-run us down the hill. His uncle Bubbo even ran him over one time, but he didn't even care! After the day of fun, he was all tuckered out and freezing.
If Chancho can make the most of winter, even when his paws get too freezy, I guess I'll do my best to do the same. As long as I can look at John Hamm.