4 posts tagged “weather”

I couldn't let Pancake Tuesday pass without remark, since my very blog is named in this saint's honor!  ;)

Actually, I'm not even making pancakes today.  I overslept this morning, so poor Simon had a cereal bar for breakfast.  They are serving pancakes at our church tonight though.  Steve will be running late to get over there from work, so he won't have time to swing by and pick me up.  He's going to try to get Simon over there early enough to get some pancakes, but Steve'll have to get right to work on setting things up for children's choir.  That should be done by 6:30 so I'm planning to have dinner ready at 7:00 tonight.  I'm not making pancakes for dinner though.  I have stuff in the fridge that needs to be used before it turns south, so I'm finally making the Parmesan Crusted Chicken topped with lemon dressed greens and broccoli and bow ties on the side.  I'm actually glad I'm making it today.  It's lemony, and kind of springy, so it'll be good for today since it's kind of warm and springy outside today.  (It's only 9:00 am, and it's already 56 degrees.)

I can't believe how warm it is outside!  We actually had thunderstorms last night.  It's obnoxiously humid, but I'm still considering opening the windows and airing out the house this afternoon if we get above 60.  It seems so springlike, that I'm actually feeling motivated to get some stuff done around the house!  (And no, I'm not nesting. Flo is officially visiting. I'm sending Steve to pick up my Clomid this afternoon.)

This house is a disaster area right now.  It started when I spent more time over at my mom's house cleaning everything out, and I've never caught up.  It is truly driving me nuts having my house this messy, but I've been feeling overwhelmed.  (I'm sure the hormone roller coaster that I've been no hasn't helped.)   I've actually had days when I just sat here because I couldn't begin to figure out where to start.  It's sad.  Fortunately, I'm feeling this awesome, spring weather motivation today, so I'm going to try to take advantage of it!  I might start out with some FlyLady chaos cleaning.  (Where you just move from room to room and spend 15 minutes at a time in each room.)  The best part about that method is when you're done you at least see some progress all over the place.  Wish me luck!

I just got back from the doctor, and I don't really know any more than I did before I went.  My beloved aunt hasn't arrived, but Dr. B. said that the Clomid could have made my cycle longer so I should just hang out for another day or two.  I got a negative test on Saturday, but I still didn't imbibe during the Super Bowl just in case.

Steve went with me because his school had a fog delay this morning.  I like it when Steve goes, because Dr. B. goes into a lot more detail when Steve's there.  (I think Dr. B. assumes that I already know and understand everything, but explains things a little more throughly for Steve.)   When I get test results back, the nurse usually calls and says if things are ok or not.  Today, Dr. B. went into a lot more detail on the results on a few of our tests, which was good.

We got the obligatory "Advanced Maternal Age" talk today.  Dr. B. told us that he doesn't think there's much to worry about, but he's obligated to tell us about the risks of having a baby after the age of 35.  He said that if it was his wife having a baby at age 37, he wouldn't be all that worried about it.  Since I'm healthy, they'll just keep an eye on me to make sure I don't have any problems.  He said that we can also test for chromosomal issues if I want to, but that most people don't bother.  My mom was 38 when she had me, and I turned out mostly ok.  (Mostly.)  Anyway, that was a real upper. 

Also a big upper--Steve pulled a muscle in his back over the weekend, so he's been in agony for the past couple days.  I feel bad because I'm sure moving heavy things at my mom's house last week didn't help.   Our basement has some water in it this morning, so Steve went down to move some things around to make sure the water had a straight path to the sump pump.  I don't think he realized it, but he was gasping and groaning while he was moving things around.  I suggested taking lots of Advil, and getting some ThermaCare wraps.  Hopefully he'll feel better by the end of the day.

Hopefully I will, too.  I'm cranky.

We had an *interesting* day yesterday.  It started normally enough, although we had gotten a cold front and gone from light jacket weather the night before to an arctic chill by morning.  Steve went out to warm up the car, and it would crank but wouldn't start.  It had been working just fine the night before when we went to the grocery, so we figured that maybe we had some condensation in the gas line that had frozen or something.  Steve walked (in the -9 windchill) over to the gas station, and bought some gas line stuff.  We put that in, and then pushed it farther down the drive so it would be sitting in the sun.  No dice, it warmed up a little but still didn't start so we had to call a mechanic.  The tow truck came about an hour later and got it started, but told Steve that it looked like the fuel pump was going out.  The good news is that Steve was able to drive over to the station and save the tow charge!   We talked to the mechanic throughout the day, and he asked us if the gas gage had been working properly.  It hadn't.  We had to pay attention to how many gallons of gas we had put in, and then kept track of how many miles we should have been able to go before we'd need gas again.  It wasn't as much fun as it sounds.

Eventually we got an estimate for fixing it, and it will most likely cost us around $850 to fix.  Ouch!    The fuel pump is inside the tank with the gas sensor.  They have to replace the entire tank, and the part alone is $600.  It should be done today.  The good news?  The gas gage will be fixed when we get it back.  No more gas math!  Yay! 

I also got a call about the job that I had interviewed for last week.  I didn't get it.   I can't remember if I posted about the interview or not, but I had called about a church secretary job here in town.  I had what I thought was a decent interview, but I think they decided to hire a member of their church.   The guy did tell me that he and the pastor really enjoyed talking to me about church growth, and that they wish they had another job to offer me in that area.  He also kept saying that they felt that God was really going to use me based on our long talk about church marketing.  He actually said that after our interview, he and the pastor sat there for an hour and debated the points I made.  His positive comments were nice to hear.

Steve got a ride with a coworker to work this morning, and we called the mother of a classmate of Simon's to take him to school.  Simon's classmate's mom seems to have forgotten him though, so he's home again today.  When I called the school, I spoke with the aide in Simon's class.  She told me that half of Simon's class was out sick yesterday, and his teacher is out sick today.  Maybe I'm glad Simon has been home so he hasn't been marinating in all of those germs.  There's actually a decent chance that Simon will be home again tomorrow because they're predicting a lot of snow tonight.   We should be ok because his aide said she'd bring Simon's schoolwork he's missed over tonight on her way home from school.  (I always forget that she lives a few blocks away.  She said the next time Simon needs a ride, she'd be glad to pick him up.  I'll have to remember that!)

Throughout everything, I'm feeling very PMS-like.  I had a blood test last Monday, and the nurse told me that I did ovulate, but with the stress we went through finishing everything at my mom's house, I make no promises.  The upside of not being pregnant is that I am so going to have a much needed stiff drink--or three.

My goal for today is to get everything cleaned up and wash blankets and stuff in case we lose power tonight.  They're saying we should get four to eight inches of snow, but it's possible that we'll get some ice before the snow starts.  I've lived through a week of no power after an ice storm, so I always try make sure the laundry is caught up when they start predicting ice.  Fortunately, my laundry is mostly caught up, but I need to wash blankets and towels.  It'll be nice to have it done even if we don't get any ice. 

I promised Simon that he could play Webkinz on the basement computer while I'm working down there.  I figure he can play a math or word game and it will *almost* be like school.  Ok, maybe not. 

An Alberta clipper brought our first snow of the season overnight.  At ten till six this morning, Steve got a call telling him that their school had a two hour delay.  (I was, of course, already awake since I wake up at 4:00 now a days.)  I immediately turned on the TV and found out that Simon's school is also on a two hour delay.

A few minutes ago, we got the call that Steve's school is now closed; so I keep watching the crawl on the bottom of the screen to see if Simon's school is canceled.  (I doubt it though, Steve's school is out in the country and they always get more snow days than Simon's school.)

This is our first snowy day with Linus, and he is cracking me up.  I opened the door to let him out this morning, and he slid across the back porch.  He then stuck his nose into the snow and started poking around to figure out what to think of this fluffy stuff.  Now he keeps going back to the door because he wants to play outside, but he wants me to play out there with him.  Sorry puppy, maybe later.  I was out a little while ago to clean off the car, and my socks are still damp.