Hibernatin'

Well, it has been several days since I posted, mainly because I have had nothing to talk about. Nothing exciting, no projects accomplished - just work and church and laundry and watching a little tv at night. This is my hibernation time. Typically around this time of year I just want to be like a bear, going in to my cave and closing the entrance with a big stone that no one can roll away. Unfortunately, or fortunately!, I am not a bear and cannot totally hibernate so I just take some mental breaks. Today I was reading through some of the blogs I follow, because it has been several days since I checked in on what was happening out in blogland. I was thrilled to see that during my mental break, Susie from Bienvenue had good news about her daughter Madison's run-in with the school bullies. And Rhoda over at Southern Hospitality posted some great recipes, might have to give those a whirl after my mental break time is complete. I am distraught because for some reason I can't connect to Suzanne at Southern Inspiration - I keep getting an error message. Suzanne, if you happen to read this please write and let me know if you changed anything in your blog address!! And then I checked on Kimba over at A Soft Place To Land and she just nailed a great post about balancing your blog addiction with your family responsibilities! This has been bothering me for some time now...I want to sit in front of my computer and read about all of the wonderful things going on out in the world, but I also feel so guilty that my own nest here is rapidly filling with dust and falling apart whilst I am a-blogging! After reading Kimba's post I feel completely justified in hibernating away from the world for a few days.

Tomorrow is March 1st, and that means that spring is right around the corner here in my corner of TN! Yippee and hooray, those daffodils and irises and pansies are all making me quiver with anticipation of warm spring days. Is there anything better than that first day when you walk out and there is such a smell of promise in the air? Rebirth - the smell of rebirth is new grass, bright tulips, and warm spring winds. I can't wait!!

Well, I'm going back in my hole now, just like Punxhatawny Phil. I came out just briefly to check on ya'll and now that I have seen my shadow I think I'll go underground for a few more days!! Looking forward to seeing what has unfolded on my next trip aboveground...

Lana