First Surprise of the New Year…
On New Year’s Day Morno I hopped out of bed, opened my arms and said, “Welcome 2014!” with enthusiasm and exuberance. I then went to meet, greet and welcome my campers to the New Year. We frolicked in the snow, then I wiped their wet fur and muddy feet, and we all dined on whatever those little hot dogs in crescent rolls are called. I was like the good winter fairy, if you can image a good fairy wearing her uncle’s oversized Hawaiian shirt, a large vest with a flowered diamond pin attached to it, striped leggings, Ugg boots, wool socks, a stocking cap and orange mittens. Here is a visual.
You didn’t really think I would post a picture of me, did you? Ha.
When playtime was over, floors were dried, and the washer and dryer were humming, I grabbed a little bottle of Coke and escaped to the bathtub for a much-needed soak. Lying back in the tub, I pretended I was on an island, my little bottle of Coke was a pina colada with a little pink umbrella sticking out of it, and an island boy was massaging my *aching foot.
The knock on the door, followed by “Mom,” was easy to ignore over the waterfall cascading into the tub. The second knock was louder, then, “Mom, I know you can hear me,” was a little harder to ignore. So I sighed, turned off the water, and tried not to ruin my zen-like mood by screaming, “WHAT!” Instead I said, peacefully (but with an edge), “Cole, I am in the bathtub. What do you need…Precious?” To which he replied, “Well, I was just wondering if you wanted to go to the Fashion Outlet Mall with me. I need to exchange a few things.” OK. The story I am sticking with is that I suggested we discuss that possibility after my bath. To which the teen replied, “Oh. Sure. Take your time. No rush.”
Snow, sleet, slush and trudging through the Fashion Outlet Mall on a foot that felt like I was stepping on hot coals every time I put it down wasn’t exactly how I had intended to spend my day; on the other hand, Cole was right that the crowds would probably be light. So I hobbled to the Audi and let Cole drive. Our conversation bounced between “Mom, I know how to drive in snow” and “Cole, I know…but be mindful of the people who don’t” and the shortened version, yelled by me, “We are going to die.” Cole was right, though—nobody was at the mall and we finished our shopping in record time, despite my slow limp.
Our next stop was Marshalls—why not take full advantage of the almost-empty streets and lack of crowds? I had just rolled my window down for a refreshing blast of arctic air when Cole turned in to the large, empty, snow-covered parking lot and said, “Watch this, Mom!” as he took the Audi into a full-tail spin, sending a wave of snow through my window and covering me. I was dumbstruck. My teen was hysterical with laughter.
Sputtering, I got out of the car to shake myself off while Cole took a picture (up^), exclaiming, “MOM, wasn’t that fun?!” After the initial shock, I started to laugh, because in an Odd sort of way it was FUN.
I have a feeling 2014 is going to be full of surprises. For both of us.
Did I mention we have a lot of snow?
And may I suggest that if you live in a cold climate, or your feet get cold easily, you should head to Costco for their wool socks. Best socks ever, and since I cannot, will not, wear anything itchy, the socks are soft, comfy and itch free. Good to know, right?
Welcome New Year 2014
Odd Loves Company!
* trying to heal plantar fasciitis