First of all, about yesterday. My initial idea was that instead of waiting until bedtime to write this blog, I’d do several small posts – all fashion related – throughout the day. Sorry Kittens, fashion commentary is not my gift. I only know a few things, like that most everything looks good on you when you’re thin. And I’m not thin.

So now I’ll move into a realm where I’m more comfortable – finding things for OTHER people to do. I woke up at 5 a.m. with a brilliant thought. I knew RimFire was coming over today, and that she and MP had already played every game in the house, exhausted the Ken/Barbie possibilities, watched TV, gone skating, worked the Wii, and played in the snow. What could I find to interest them? Then it hit me – Jay Dee.

So I gave the three of them a photo assignment, handed each a camera and sent them outside. I wanted photos that said “Life”. That’s it – their interpretation, but it had to say LIFE. Off they went with the dogs trailing behind them.

About an hour later, Gitzo turned up at the front door holding a LEG BONE. A large, deer like leg bone!

Since it was not a photograph, and did not say LIFE, she was automatically disqualified.  This was the point when I began to wonder just where JD had taken the girls. Finally, they came home. excited about their finds and ready to download them to the computer. I was kept away from seeing WHO did WHAT, so I could make unbiased decisions about my favorites.

For your review, I present “Life” –

Personally, I think they all did AWESOME. And I’m not just saying that because I had a quiet hour to myself. The girls really seemed to enjoy it, and surprisingly, so did JD. I think this should be a recurring theme on Zolligirl. More free time for me, more art expression for them. Win-Win for everyone, even Gitzo!

The snow finally came to Atlanta and dumped almost six inches on us. I was feeling pretty smug about having a freezer full of food until I realized that I was in pain and had four Advil to my name. Why was I in pain? Let’s just say I’ve not been exactly EASY to get along with the last few days. JD wanted to get out anyway, (hmmm, I wonder why) so he walked over to Walmart, bringing back Advil, EggBeaters and a dozen doughnuts. I was feeling smug about how easily we had restocked our cabinets, when I realized I was out of wine! Feeling smug is probably not a good idea for me. It rarely lasts.

MoonP and I dressed and went outside to participate in a little sledding. I caught it on video, but posting it to this blog would entail me getting up off the couch and that’s just too darn much to ask. Hey, this is not the Pioneer Woman blog. Besides, she has four kids to pawn jobs on. I’ve got one child who still asks me to brush her teeth. Which I totally do NOT. Although I’ve been known to put the toothpaste on the brush for her.

Where was I? Oh yeah, Tuesday is another snow day. We may make snow cream – we may not. It depends on whether WalMart has any milk left when JD walks over there. What? He’s got to pickup the wine anyway!

Since Thursday, we’ve been hearing that snow is on the way for today. JD and the MoonPie decided the thought of it was too frightening for them to venture outside, so while I went to church, they huddled around the fireplace in their pajamas. Hello? That’s MY job. Finally, at 8 p.m. the schools announced we’d be closed tomorrow. We haven’t seen the first flurry yet, but that’s beside the point. The point is that about 12 years ago an ice storm came through and took everyone by surprise and we can NEVER let that happen again. The grocery stores still had milk!

AmmoGuy came by to get a 4-wheel drive truck in case the roads are bad. Yes, we have random vehicles stored around the house. He could have also taken an old Cadillac, a tow-truck, and a vintage Econoline Van/Truck if he wanted. Those are just the GOOD ones.

Because my brother had brought his daughter RimFire with him, AND both her and MP’s schools are closed, we invited her to spend the night. My mean brother said NO for some stupid reason, like that he wanted to spend the day with RimFire, blah, blah, BLAH. The girls took a stand and handcuffed themselves to a piece of furniture. Unfortunately they weren’t REAL handcuffs and JD was able to separate them. Really, girls. You’re going to have to step it up.

Speaking of the girls, is it really necessary for me to use these stupid names for people? RimFire, MoonPie, AmmoGuy, JD? Can’t I just call them by their real names, Cheryl, Louise, Hot Meat and Johnnie Depp?  Seriously, it’s getting hard to remember who’s who.

My home is like the Lindsay Lohan of houses – out of control, in denial, and always claiming that “for real, THIS is the week I’ll get clean and stay clean!”

I did manage to get the Christmas tree and decorations down and put away. The Halloween pumpkin, however, is still on the porch. I keep thinking about moving it to the trash, but then something more important happens, as in ANYTHING, and I forget about it. I also manage to forget about the laundry, cooking, and basic hygiene.

Today we somehow overslept and when I rolled over, realized we had exactly 11 minutes to get out of the house if the MP was going to make it to school without another tardy. Somehow we managed. And by “somehow”, I mean I dressed MP while she was still asleep, and sent her out the door with a mental-patient hairdo, holding a bag of Entenmanns mini-muffins. She made it with seconds to spare. And that’s all that really matters, right?

Tomorrow we’re going to cram a bunch of stuff into one day because a WINTRY-MIX is coming and we must be home and in front of the fire by Sunday. I’m hoping it renders us home-bound for a least a week, no school, no leaving, no personal contact with the outside world. I’m sure THEN I’ll get the house clean. Snow is like rehab for houses, only cheaper.