Outside my window........it is sunny and there are 18 degrees floating around out there somewhere. Currently there are no frozen ice crystals falling from the sky but the radar looks like we will be having lake effect later on this morning. If I were an eskimo this would be an acceptable forecast but since I am not, enough with winter already!
I am thinking......of picnics, walks in the woods, the smell of freshly mown grass, digging in dirt, planting seeds, do you detect a theme here?
I am thankful for.......the fact that my voice seems to be coming back and my sore throat seems to be going away.
I am wearing......go navy sweat pants and a white tee shirt
I am going........to do laundry, to clean my house, to work on math, nowhere that means I have to bundle up and risk getting cold.
I am currently reading.......still working on Mindfulness by Ellen Langer my next tome will be Dark Night of the Soul by John of the Cross
I am hoping......that I get a good grade in the course that I just completed on Friday.
From the schoolroom.......all is in readiness for the start of the day. Okay, so we're a bit late today. We had a great day yesterday and it ran a bit late for last night.
From the kitchen.......homemade zucchini bread, spaghetti and meatballs, and perhaps a salad.
Around the house.......the chaos will be brought back into order, mount washmore will be leveled, the dust will be banished, and cleanliness will reign once more. (if you believe that I have a bridge I want to sell you)
A few plans for the rest of the week.......I have my second graders and holy hour tomorrow, blessing of the throats on Wednesday, fifth graders on Thursday, holy hour and pick up MK on Friday, and everything else in between.
One of my favorite things........the way the house sounds right at this minute. All I can hear is the tapping of the keyboard, the ticking of the clock and the wind blowing outside my window. The wind and snow tell me it is cold outside, very cold, yet the warmth of the fire in the furnace and the smells of our home tell me that it is not only warm in the building but in my heart and in my mind. At times like this I feel as if there are invisible arms wrapped around me and around my heart holding me close and rocking me gently. This is one of my favorite things.
Here is a picture thought that I am sharing with you........

Brutus laying faithfully beside my desk while I finish the final edit on my paper. When I was pulling out my hair and talking to myself like a manic Brutus was the one who stuck by me. Actually everyone else did but I sounds much more romantic and dramatic to say that Brutus was the only one. He did keep my feet warm the whole time.