Toe Pick!

It's official, the holidays and their aftermath have passed..  now, we are left with:

S N O W .

It is MID-JAN.
Lucky for me, my philosophy has always been
~ if it's going to be this cold, it might as well be pretty & white!

The past week has been perfectly lethargic, dawned with robes.

THE ROBE:

..and its Tyranny..

Phase 1. --Starts off funny! Hey, it’s nostalgic, paired with the wondrous realization that there is more to this robe biz than "just" posing like Hugh Heff  e v e r y   time you sit down!

~Or traipsing about the house like a JC Penney's catalog model in an item you once could not comprehend the true efficiency of.

Phase 2. --From there, it Becomes mildly comical.

The remaining smirks are deluded by your grOwing fondness for the warmth and comfort.

Phase 3. --All of the sudden, it becomes alarmingly apparent that it is an addictively adapted way of life! 

 Serious Stuff! 

And there’s nO nicotine patch for this one!

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Robes sported throughout the weekend after painting walls galore.

Robes on Monday and Tuesday when I took some un-used vacation days to Continue painting with my husband

---(until we discovered the hilarious show "Millionaire Matchmatcher" and got sucked into a day-depleting series of episodes in which we *normal populace get the reassuring opportunity to laugh at all the CRazY rich people out there.. like we aren't sitting in our robes midday on a Tuesday and pointing fingers??)--

...Robes when we finished shoveling,
Robes cooking dinner,
RoBEs after a long day at work in stuffy business clothes...
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But there's a point in which you truly start to feel, slobby?  ha! 

The once warming nature of lounging about in a cozy garb, has now disturbingly over-stayed its welcome.

It’s called  m o t i v a t i o n ..

and in January – we *might need to diG a little for some!

Good riddance to a 1.5 week hiatus in holiday recharge... it's time to dO something!

*and painting does not count

..with all my heart i love this collage :}

Skating Party??

this makes me gush with pride for MINNESOTA :}

We are a hearty brood,

the kind that find jOy and solace in the blustery days of Winter

I love that i can smell the cold by looking at this, hear that distinct skates-on-ice sound, feel the chunky-knit scandanavian sweaters.
The pain in your hands from the sawing-laces of getting your skates tight!

Runny red noses, too-hot swiss miss, & skating through duskfall-to-dark losing track of time :)

..helping to melt your fear of frostbite yet?

Or the sorrow in losing that ever-growing / perfected cast of your body in the sofa cushion?

I had the BriLLiaNt idea to flood our backyard into a rink!

Jeff assures me we can, *when* we have little hockey kids.. but opting to save the grass until then.

haha, so off to a local rink we must go!

..then we can crawl back into our cozy "igloo" (closer to "bungalo" i suppose)

Hot Apple Cider [spiked?] + Warm Pretzel Twists

and fall asleep watching Mystery Alaska or Miracle with Herb Brooks and all our Gopher hockey boys shining across the screen, defeating the Soviets & defying all odds to win the 1980 Olympics.

the Actor:     http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vwpTj_Z9v-c
& the Prodigy!:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2CdJTfGiRCI [wOw, hA!]
~a legacy in our blood! 

-->WAIT?! am i digressing again? -this sounds like a potential "Robe" scene?! 

;)    full circle i guess!