7 Quick Takes about Snow, Not Having Dementia (Yet), and Pigs with a Sense of Humor

It's 7 Quick Takes Friday! How was your week? 

—1—

Well, it's been a regular winter wonderland in New England this year. For the last few years, we've had brown Christmases and barely any snow, but this winter has been really different.

Taken on my drive to the high school.

Up until now, we have had several snowfalls under 4" or so, but this weekend we're supposed to get a foot of snow or more. It takes me right back to January 2015 (take #4 here).

—2—

With all of the new snow, we took advantage of the kids having Martin Luther King Day off and met some of their friends for sledding.

 

I was planning to go down the hill at least a couple of times with the kids, I really was. But there was a lot of powder flying up in everyone's face on the way down, and I just didn't feel like that was something I needed in my life. 

Besides, it was a little entertaining to stand at the bottom watching one kid after another flying past me with a literal facefull of snow.

—3—

Phillip came sledding, too. He was sick with some kind of sinus thing, but he just loaded up on Benadryl and went to make memories with his family whether he felt good or not. (Don't worry, I drove.)

He wanted to come because he'd had a grueling week at work during which he barely saw the kids, and he and I were just two garbage barges passing in the night. Then over the weekend he got sick - really sick - and spent all day Saturday and Sunday in bed. 

Now that he's feeling a little better (but honestly, he's still not 100%) I suggested that we do something together.

"Maybe we can sit down and buy new tires for the van," he said.

Not exactly what I was thinking of, but I'll take it.

—4—

My 11-year-old asked me to play a card game with him, and I chose a game called spit. I picked it because it's an extremely fast-paced game (here's how to play) and I know I'm not that old, but I've been thinking lately about keeping my brain active as I age.

After we were finished, I was Googling other ways to exercise my brain and read an article that said bilingual people develop dementia at a later age. I showed it to my 17-year-old who snorted, "Mom, you showed me this article 6 times already!"

Ha, ha.

We'll all know when I start to develop dementia for real, because the kids will finally be able beat me at Bananagrams.

—5—

We took the kids skiing for their Christmas experience gift, and ever since they've been asking when we can go again.

WHAT HAVE WE DONE?

Why we introduced our kids to one of the most time-consuming, expensive, faraway hobbies we could think of is a complete mystery to me. We certainly did not think this through.

—6—

Lately I've been taking a while to get to sleep and sometimes waking up in the middle of the night and sleeping poorly after that. Any tips for sleeping better? I mean, besides drinking enough water and not exposing myself to blue light at night and having a stable bedtime routine, because I don't like doing any of those things. 

For now, I'm managing by regularly taking power naps in the parking lot of my son's gym before turning around and driving home a few times a week. Luckily he's not old enough to be embarrassed yet, but I have a feeling there will come a day when he no longer wants me passed out and drooling in plain sight of all his friends and their parents.

—7—

Apparently my kids still read my blog, because after I indirectly called them pigs a few weeks ago (see take #7 here), this mysteriously appeared as our screensaver the next day and I kind of love it. Even though no one will admit to being the one who changed it.

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