It is April 14th, the middle of April, nearly a month beyond the start of Spring, and we are under a Winter Storm Warning. It is non-stop raining right now, with temperatures dropping below freezing later this afternoon, and then the freezing rain begins. They are predicting up to an inch of ice by tomorrow 😦 Which for myself means, as soon as it starts freezing, I am not leaving the house.
I am really hoping we do not lose power, but flashlights and batteries are good to go. I thought by now I would be cleaning up the leaves out of my yard and planting new flowers and shrubs.
After 11 weeks of being in my house with a broken ankle, I am well beyond ready for some sunshine, and warm, fresh air! In the meantime, I have a blanket I need to finish crocheting, a book to finish reading, and a paint-by-number that hasn’t had any attention in a couple weeks!
Some of my favorite flower photos! Has Spring sprung for you yet?
The downside is; coming home. I took my 2 youngest daughters to Frankenmuth, Michigan for the weekend, and I was not happy this morning when I had to start heading back home.
We had a great time, with lots of relaxing and shopping. My girls enjoyed Zehnder’s waterpark on Saturday. I sat by the pool all day, and managed to get sunburned even with a couple applications of sunscreen.
How is my stress level, you ask? My oldest daughter, who is getting married in October, let me know as I was leaving town Friday that the bridal store where we ordered six custom bridesmaid dresses filed bankruptcy, and locked their doors.
We are hoping they will give us our dresses, but are now planning B & C options since plan A is frozen with a bank. My other 3 daughters are bridesmaids, and I am hoping that since I paid for these dresses on a charge card I may have some recourse.
So that’s what’s going on. Below are some pictures of Frankenmuth!
…can stop anytime now. Like today, for instance. I do not do good in Winter, and it gets worse every year.
Yesterday I had such an emotionally stressful day, on so many levels, that I sat in my bath this morning, crying uncontrollably, for 20 minutes. Then I had to go to a funeral.
Before it got to that point, though, I thought some camera therapy would help with the sadness and depression I woke up with.
I was wrong, but here are the results of my well-intended efforts.