Welcome To February 1st-AKA What I Am Doing While Snowed In Today

First of all,

Rabbit! Rabbit!

We got through January with some pretty mild weather.  Other than that one blizzard on the 8th! Yesterday, there was, for the most part, no snow on the ground.

Today: The first one is right outside the back door.  I opened the door a couple hours ago and this was there.


This next one is right on the door frame.  I just thought it was kind of amazing what snow and wind can do.


I already know we won’t be going anywhere today. Obviously. I did that winter thing yesterday that so many of us do when a storm is predicted.  I made a grocery store run. I was surprised that there wasn’t very many people there.  It was early in the day yet. Maybe after so many predictions that haven’t come true, they didn’t think this one would hit.  I had a feeling it would.  There is a birthday in the family tomorrow, too.  If I can’t get out still by then, I had to make sure there were all the ingredients for the special cake request! Living out in the country, it sometimes takes us longer to get dug out!

I got to thinking about being snowed in and what I should do or could do differently. I thought about ‘roughing’ it and not taking a shower today.  I couldn’t do it. It just makes me feel better to take one every day, no matter what. Snowed in or not.  So far, I haven’t gone back and done the makeup thing!  I can’t tell you how strange that makes me feel.  I always put some on, even if I know I am not going anywhere.  After doing that for all these years, it feels strange not to.  Anyone want to make bets as to how long it will be before I run and put it on?  (Probably as soon as I hit publish!)

Snowed in, lazy days mean you must bake! It’s a law around here, I think! I believe it must be proven somewhere that it just makes you feel better.

Nothing but Grandma Ritter’s Coffee Cake will do on a snowy Sunday morning!

IMG_2558IMG_2559You know a recipe has been used a lot when you can see through the page to the other side! The coffee cup was my grandma’s. What other one would I use while making her coffee cake?

The finished product. Of course, you first grab a middle piece, while the coffee cake is still hot.  They are the best pieces in the pan. Next you go back to get a second piece. Because, like the old saying-you can’t have just one!


You will have to check in later to see what gets baked the rest of the day!

Speaking of the rest of the day, I am going to try to relax and not do much.  If you know me, that will probably not happen. I might get a little bit of crocheting done on my afghan. Might pick up a book. I have to get turkey chili in the crock pot soon. And of course, there is the Superbowl tonight. I hope the game is better than last year and if not, there are always the commercials!

Random Picture Time

Here is a different one today….Instead of a number, it is the letter N. This was the picture that came up for that.

IMG_2516This was taken on the 8th of this month during a sudden blizzard….It was too windy to open a door and take a picture so I snapped one through the screen.  I kind of like how it turned out!

Share Your World-2015 Week 4

Where did you live at age five?  Is it the same place or town you live now?

At age 5 I lived in Charles City, IA.  I lived there until I graduated then I left for college.  The following is the house we moved to about a year after the tornado. I lived in this one from sixth grade until I graduated.  (This is my mom!)


I have lived many different places between then and now, including many towns in Iowa, Denver, Colorado and Albuquerque, New Mexico. No, it is not the same place or town I live now.  Now I live in Mason City which is only 28 miles from Charles City.

You are invited to a party that will be attended by many fascinating people you never met.  Would you attend this party if you were to go by yourself?

YES! Of course, I would.  Yes, I am basically an introvert and sometimes don’t ‘like’ parties or social things where I don’t know people.  But who could pass up attending one with many fascinating people that you never met? Not me!  Yes, I would go by myself. (As long as I was actually invited and not crashing it!)

Did you grow up in a small or big town? Did you like it?

It was definitely a small town. Population under 10,000.  Even less now.  When I grew up we had an Oliver Tractor Factory in town that employed many.  I don’t get back to my hometown often, but when I do, I can’t help but notice how much it has changed! I DID like it.  I could walk across town, ride my bike anywhere, and it was nice knowing all your classmates.

As a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?

Depends on when you asked me.  At one time a teacher. I was quite young then.  I always always wanted to be a mom….I got to be that four times over!  I also always wanted to be a writer in some way, even thought about majoring in journalism and being a reporter. I guess I did grow up to be that writer!


Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

I am grateful for the mild January weather we have been having.  It has made a usually unbearable month, quite pleasant! I am looking forward to it being February!  Just means spring is that much closer.


Random Picture Saturday!

I know I haven’t done a random picture Tuesday for awhile, so today I decided to do a random picture Saturday!  Asked the hubby for a number.  He picked number 2.


This is a picture taken when we were almost back to Minneapolis from our trip to Las Vegas.  I can’t believe it has been almost a year!

It was so warm and wonderful in Vegas and we came back to below zero temps here!

It has been, so far, my one and only trip to Las Vegas.  It was filled with lots of bikers, lots of learning and lots of great memories with friends!

Every Day Brings A New Chance To Try Again

About what, you ask.

Every day brings a new chance at…..


I started thinking about it this morning when I was thinking, yet again, for probably the millionth time, about starting eating healthy, getting moving and losing weight also in the process.  Yes, again. You would think in all of these years that I have struggled with weight I would have it figured out. You would think I would have it all ingrained into my brain.

Being human, it isn’t always so black and white.  Every day is a different day than the last.  There is always a reason why I ‘failed’ that day.  Some are easy.  Maybe there is just too much junk food around.  Maybe one of the kids decided to make something incredibly delicious.


Both of these were recipe inventions by my kids.  First one was s’more cookies by my daughter and the second one is fried bacon in pancake batter then deep fried.  Both, delicious.  Now, I couldn’t really tell them I wouldn’t try them, right? That, in itself, would not have been so bad if I only could stop at that.  With them being delicious, it was too easy to keep eating.  It usually always is for me.  I like to eat.  Most of us do, right?  I love to go out and try new places.  I enjoy going to dinner with friends.  Now when I am really ‘doing good’, I have no problem just ordering grilled chicken and broccoli, but sometimes, I just don’t want to! Unfortunately, I find once I do that, it becomes a slippery slope.  Then all the good I have done, seems to get undone pretty darn fast!

Through the years I have been up, then down so many times, I have lost count.  I want to be able to take off the weight I want to, and keep it off without so much work. I think a lot of it goes back to self-esteem.  Of which, I lacked much of! I think I still do. There was/is always a prettier, skinnier sister or friend.  There is always someone who can make me feel awkward and yes, not ever good enough. (For what, I wonder, sometimes!) I let the bad feelings and defeat get to me more often than I should.

I have got to the end of the day and felt like a total failure. I have cried, knowing that I DO know better and DO know how to do this, but that I have not honored that for far too long and I do not like the way I look and feel. I have cried feeling like that failure, believing what was told to me too long ago.  That I was a quitter, that I wasn’t the pretty sister or smart one, or talented one, or the small one.  I was made to feel too often that no matter what, it wasn’t good enough. And no matter what, it seems it has been something that I have not been able to overcome. It seems that this has affected many areas of my life and not just when it comes to my weight or appearance.

I am trying to do better. Still. I keep trying to make those good choices, the smart ones.  I want to make those good choices for the reason of health, mostly.  I do, for the most part. Maybe some of my frustration comes from doing just that and still not losing anything, still staying the same.

I have to learn at the end of the day to quit feeling bad about the choices I have made. I have to remain positive and I have to stop beating myself up. This doesn’t just apply to eating choices, but to every aspect of my life.

We need to remember that with every goal we set and don’t achieve, with every list that we make but don’t complete, with every choice we make that we are not happy with, every day that dawns brings a new chance to try again and just maybe that day will be the day we succeed!