The Friday Five!

1. Okay, so it’s one week until Christmas (I know!) and get this: they’re calling for snow here today. Yes: snow. Can I tell you the last time I remember it snowing before Christmas around here? That would be NEVER. (Although my memory is not reliable, just as a disclaimer. I can barely remember my name or where I left my keys most days.) Anyway, I refuse to believe this until I actually see flakes falling and sticking, mostly because we are having a huge holiday party this weekend and I have already bought all the food. What will I do with three lasagnas and a vat of spinach artichoke dip if the roads are bad and nobody shows? (Remember, this is North Carolina: if there is even an inch of snow on the roads, people stay home. Yes, I hear you laughing in New England.) Don’t get me wrong. I would love a light dusting, to help get into the holiday spirit. But more than that, not so much.

2. And do you want to know WHY it’s going to snow? Because about a week ago, we had a thunderstorm. And according to Southern legend, if it thunders in winter, you’ll see snow within nine days. Or something like that. My parents are from New York and Baltimore, respectively: I wasn’t exactly schooled in the Farmer’s Almanac growing up. Still, I have found that a lot of these things turn out to be true. Like you see cows laying down before it rains. Weird, right?

3. Speaking of the holiday spirit, I can’t believe that with only seven days until Christmas I have not yet indulged in one of my steadfast holiday traditions: watching Love, Actually. Usually by now I would have watched it at least three times, and have it in the DVD on standby so I can revisit my favorite scenes whenever the mood hits. What is wrong with me this year? Well, there’s this move to my office. And the little issue of this novel I’m writing. Oh, and the fact that I have a two year old who is not really a fan of Hugh Grant yet. Can I tell you how many times I have watched the Gabba Gabba Christmas special? No, I can’t, because I don’t even know. But I will say that it is on right now, as I write this. Sigh.

4. I really do want to get to the movies over the holiday. It’s hard to believe, but I used to go to the movies at least once a week, if not more than that. Seriously! I loved to skip out on a writing day and hit a midday matinee with a small buttered popcorn and a bottled water I snuck in inside my purse. Ah, memories. Can I tell you the last movie I saw in an actual movie theater? I think it was Sex and the City. Yes, that was like a year and a half ago. How did this happen? Well, again, there’s that issue of the novel. It’s a lot harder to play hooky when I’m paying someone else so I can work. But maybe I’ll do it over the holiday, as a present to myself. We’ll see.

5. Finally, I just have to share this. My husband just came inside, shivering. “It’s REALLY cold out there!” he said, and I turned, ready to offer sympathy. Then I saw what he was wearing:

(Yes, I documented it just for this entry. But I cut off his head at his request.)

I mean, honestly. Shorts and a t-shirt AND shoes with no socks? Of course you’re cold! Then again, this is the same person who runs the thermostat at a crazy high temperature so he can wear shorts in the house all year round. I grew up in a house where if you were cold, you put on another sweater. Touch the thermostat and there were repercussions, big time. Marriage is all about compromise, I guess. If not about wearing socks and a jacket when it’s below freezing.

(Oh, and before you ask, yes, those are tattoos. He’s got a bunch of them. And no, I don’t have a single one. I always say he’s got more than enough ink for both of us.)

Have a great weekend, everyone!

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