It's a Mess Out Here

I can't believe it has been so long since I posted. Life here has been all about the weather and adoption. On the adoption front, we had our 1st home study visit last week, which was a home visit. It went well. The social worker is nice and everything seemed straight forward. Afterward, however, S and I started worrying about little transgression in our past (I know, life in high school and early college are irrelevent when you're 37, but still ...) It seems like we always need something to worry about. Maybe that's the thing. After years and years of disappointment with infertility, we can't believe that things would go smoothly for adoption. Maybe we are setting ourselves up, so the disappointment won't be as strong. Well, that tactic never worked to ease the disappointment of another BFN, so why would this?

But really, things are moving along fine on the adoption front. We are working on the slew of paperwork required, including the 7 page autobiography questionnaire that asks questions that range from "what were your favorite subjects in high school" to "how did you learn about sex? how do you plan to teach your child about sex". What? It does include some relevent questions in there about our relationship, our background, our family, etc.

You know how when temping like a fiend every morning, shooting yourself in the butt with PIO, being subjected to dildo-cams, etc, you thought, "everyone else who gets pregnant doesn't have to go through this. It's not fair." Well there's nothing physical with adoption, but it's just as intruisive and unfair on a personal level. We are great people. We have a wonderful home. We will be awesome parents. And yet we question ourselves and worry about our qualifications.

On the weather front, since mid-December we've been hit with record snows and then flooding. It's called a "rain on snow event" - 8 inches of rain in 24 hours on top of 3 feet of melting snow. Our house did fine, as we live high, put there was a mudslide across our road that took 1-1/2 days to clear. And ALL the roads into our town were cut off from mudslides or bridges being out for 2 days. I was stuck away from home, and S was stuck at home. As I said, we faired good, but a lot of people lost their homes or nearly lost their homes. It's been quite a mess. Every year for the past few years we've had a "hundred year flood" in some part of our county. As they say in the Princess Bride, "I don't think that means what you think it means."

But with getting snowshoes for Christmas and our snowblower scheduled to arrive on Wednesday (only took a MONTH to get here! sheesh!), we are all set to just enjoy the snow. Here are a couple of pics of me snowshoeing.



Me walking across the frozen pond on the neighboring property.















This is what happens when you try to reverse!



Bella.

Ollie.
Why do dogs always end up with snow on the end of their noses? Snooting around in the snow looking for field mice or buried bones.