Well, I had an interesting weekend. Those of you in the midwest-Great-Lakes area know what I mean. We got over a foot of snow dumped on us. I left work early Friday with my daughter in tow (she'd come with me) and had to get over to my Mom's house to pick up my son. We stopped at home and grabbed a few things -just in case we got stuck at my Mom's house. By the time we were on the road again, the wind had picked up and there were sizable drifts on the road. I finally got to my Mom's house- after narrowly missing a pickup truck whose driver thought it would be fun to spin donuts in the intersection directly in fron of me and then almost being plowed by a snowplow (I swear they are the craziest drivers out there!). By that time I was in no mood to turn around and go back home to face bigger drifts and more crazy drivers. So we spent the weekend at my Mom's house. I had planned on maybe having to stick around Friday night and being able to get out Saturday evening. Not so. the snow had drifted so much that there were 3 foot drifts on the driveway. At least we think it was the driveway. We couldn't really tell. Anyway, I finally got home last night (Sunday night) around 11:30. There went all my plans for cleaning and organizing and scrapbooking. Oh, well. 

Thinking back now, I realize how many opportunities I missed this weekend because I thought I was missing opportunities- if that makes any sense at all. My mom scraps too and I'm sure she would have been more than pleased for me to do some scrapping for her. There's that album for my Grandma Mom has wanted me to work on for awhile. And I could have taken pictures of all my family members- or of the new  twin baby lambs that were born at my Mom's farm Saturday- in the midst of the blizzard. And speaking of pictures, what about the hundreds of pictures of our trip to Europe that are on her computer. I have been wanting to get around to them since our trip three years ago and never "found the time".

Looking back at my weekend, it reminds me of the old black and white movie "The Lost Weekend" with Ray Milland (He won an oscar for it I think). Only in the movie he gets drunk and blows his weekend. At least I only got snowed-in. :)

Hey, the good news is, I just did a good bit of journaling in this Blog. That counts for something, right?