There are doin's afoot here on the Hilltop but I can't talk about that just yet. That is still secrets. Sorry folks I guess you will just have to keep coming back until the big reveal.

well despite my profoundest protests I still somehow managed to turn 35 this week. So far none of the planets have fallen out of alignment. Nor, to the best of my knowledge, have I taken a turn down senility lane. So I guess this 35 thing isn't the worst thing that has ever happened to me. I have like 363 days to get used to it so I guess that is okay. Go me!

Today is the very last day I will ever be 34. Ever.... in my whole life.

Okay so I know it is silly but I don't want to turn 35. I am not ready. 35 is MID. I am not ready for MID, it leads to late and I shudder to think what comes after THAT.
Alright I know what you are thinking... "Just the other day she was writting about how blessed she is!" I know, and it is all still true. I can't explain this panic in any logical way, the is nothing resonable behind it. My best rational thought is that is is tied in with the fact that my mom died in her early 40's which means at this age she was in the last decade of her life. I am SOOOO not ready for that. Oh yeah, I have worst death issues. If I were smart I would go see a therapist and get some help, nay some relief from this slow torture. I don't want to spend every day afraid to live because I might die. I dunno folks. I think maybe I am just a spazz.

Photo dump

You guys are so lucky, we are totally snowed in and I am bored so you get two posts in one day.
I thought maybe I would share some of the pictures I have been taking with my new camera.

This is Oliver's baby Mr.Pig

I love this picture of Tikka because it looks like she is singing.

I was really happy with this way this one turned out. THIS is why I wanted this camera.

Okay baking and taking pictures at the same time but I think this shot was worth the effort.

How delicious is this?

Random Saturday tosh.

Why is it that once I sit down to write all my good thoughts go out the window? The window in this case, since I know you were wondering, is caked in snow because there is a winter wonderland storm raging out there. At the moment it is all white and fluffy and picturesque but it seems to be unending and I fear that we shall be trapped in the house for the rest of the winter. Once we have eaten all our food we are going to be forced to eat the cats, then the dog and there is no good eating on him so naturally we will be forced to kill and eat other. I think that I will lose this battle. Gil is a wily bastard. Bless him. Anyway I digress, the weather is frightful. Our new dishwasher is supposed to be delivered today but I can't see that happening. We couldn't get up the hill last night, fun times slipping backwards to unseen traffic. AWESOME. (Totally just had a panic attack thinking the dog was dead because he wasn't moving... he was asleep. God I am a freak)
Well there is one blessing about the snow, Oliver likes it even less then I do. Our bathroom breaks have been mercifully short. Out, business, in! Although last night when Gil and came home from our hot hot date which we had to cut short because of the damn snow, we all went out to play/shovel and it was totally awesome. It was the first time I was able to get Oliver out again after his evening walk. Usually he just flat out refuses to leave his crate. YOU try moving a 75lb dog who doesn't want to be moved! Anyway it was fun.
Poor Gil is out there now and it is less fun trying to shovel the mountain that the plow left at the end of our driveway. The delivery guys called to say they are still coming today (they are hardcore) and I guess they will need to get in the driveway. I am secretly hoping the fella across the street who is out there with his snow blower will come and give my Sweet Baboo a hand. It is a good thing that I am good wife and fortified him with some Cream of Wheat before he went out there. I know, I know, if I were really a good wife I would be out there with him. I plead the one shovel defense. Also I get up at 6am to take the dog for a poop, that has to count for something right? No, I know, I really am just lazy.
Now I am off to make cupcakes for Shanna's kids who are coming over to get their Christmas gifts. Yay!

Welcome to 2010!

Sitting in my favorite comfy chair enjoying a cup of tea, the living room is a chaos of Christmas decorations being packed up. The furnace guy just left from restoring the heat to our bedrooms (again!) Gil is playing a computer game and all the fur babies are napping. I am almost embarrassed by the wealth of blessings in my life. How could I ever complain about this life of mine? Yes there are hard days. But what is a crappy day now and again compared to this blessed existence? Sure the furnace is being a pain in the ass but there is a guy who comes to fix it right away, we are not freezing out on the street. We can crawl under a goose down duvet to get warm, or throw of any of our thousands of clothes. I am a happy woman today. Truly I am.