Long Nights

I wish I was a winter person just as much as I wish I was a morning person. As I've grown older I've become slightly more of a morning person and for a while I was doing OK in winter. Now that we have a baby it's been so hard to get outside so we are stuck inside most of the time. I hate driving in the snow, I hate wiping snow off my car, and I hate that transition from snow to just plain brown when it starts to warm up a little. I'm literally a giant crab in the winter-might as well serve me up with a side of buttery garlic sauce.  When we first got Cal we wondered how is a Missouri dog going to take the snow? Has he seen a lot of snow ? But Cal loves the snow. I remember those first few snow days when we first took Cal out and he just went wild. He runs around, he buries his face in it and he rolls around just like a pig in shit. You'd think it was summer(which Cal also loves). We thought-this will get old to Cal too after a while, that's just what happens and unless it's very below freezing Cal continues to step outside and run, rub and dig as though the seasons never differentiated. It's a blessing to see, a reminder I guess. If you can muster up enough strength to crack that crabby shell be more like Cal.

Lately I've had a bout of insomnia. I'm still at it. I feel like a lot of my time is spent looking out the window in the dead of night. Sometimes I wonder why I don't just make a pot of coffee at 8pm considering I'll be up for the next 6-7 hours. I've been spending more time on art and woodburning at night which has been great.

Today I'm grateful for growing up (even though dying scares me) jokes, and good music.