Raindrops Keep Fallin' On My Head

I have had no blinking clue what to post about. But here lately rain keeps creeping into my life. That is not a complaint in the literal sense. I try to get a walk in every single morning. I am up to 2 city blocks and hope to soon add 3, but there are times Mother Nature has other plans.


Thee other day, hubby was home and he always walks with my along with our pooch. We geared up, walking shoes on, keys and cell phone in pocket and umbrella in hand, just in case. Well, low and behold we open the door and there is somewhat of a downpour going on. Now, if you have been reading my blog for a while, you will know that I had major back surgery in mid-July of this past year. So to say I a, confident to walk on a soaking wet ground would be a big fat lie. I still hold on to counter tops every now and again. It is what it is.


But there is nothing like walking up to a gentle, constant downpour, with some soft thunder in the background, but none to threatening. That is when it happens. the urge to make homemade hot cocoa and break out the coloring book and crayons. And none of those cheap dollar store crayons. NO, you have to got for the gusto and use the creme de la creme of coloring sticks in the crayon world. you have to use Crayola.


Now here is where we all break off into our special boxes of crayon groups. So many of you ladies go for the "64" box, with its built in sharpener. Ooo-da-la-lee. Big whoop-dee-doo. I myself prefer the "48". Why all the choices? I mean how many different colors do you truly need. You want color, got stand in front of paint swatches in Home Depot. And ahhhh, the smell of a freshly opened box of crayons. It still transports me back to days gone by.




I homeschool 2 teenagers and I still get a giddy knot in my stomach when we have to purchase school supplies, and it is so tempting not to throw a coloring book and crayons into our shopping cart. But I know soon enough that urge will overtake me and gawkers be damned. I will race home to find the perfect page to unleash my Van Gogh abilities and keep it to show my grandchildren that grandma was coloring even as an adult.


I saw Pah to oil paintings and things of that nature. Give me a good coloring book and leave me be. I am now off to see if rain is in our forecast.