Sun..clouds..snow..sun..clouds....ugh

This weather description is exactly how I feel today.  I am experiencing the storm before the calm.  That's a dramatic sentence, but I promise it's nothing that dramatic.  Mother Nature is just helping me pull out all of my personalities today.  I don't think my husband is a fan of this soap opera and all of it's characters.  To be a woman is a great thing--scratch that--a fabulous thing, but on days like this I long for the simple concerns of my husband.  The thoughts that I see come across his face are simply, 'How shall I marinate those steaks tonight?  Hmmm'.  Meanwhile, I listen to Pandora radio and weep during that sappy 90s ballad that I used to play while studying French in 9th grade.  So many memories--all good--yet I bawl.  Someone explain this to me?  Later, I engulf two handfuls of Ghiradelli chocolate chips and then hate myself for eating them all.  A few minutes later I will go back down to the pantry and grab a half of a handful and feel better because I brush my teeth afterwards.  Insanity.  Now, I am almost giddy and I think of all the wonderful things I could accomplish on this, now sunny, Saturday afternoon.  I could finally write all of my thank yous for the Christmas gifts.  I could finish reading the used book I picked up earlier this week but had to put down because it was getting too intense.  There are hundreds of recipes waiting for me to explore and jot down.  Notebooks are stacked in my lovely closet office for me to start writing that great American novel.  Really the possibilities for this afternoon are endless.  However, that mood has passed and now I feel bloated and want to crawl under the covers.  I know in an hour I will want to jump out of bed and go visit an animal shelter to rescue a cat.  Believe me that notion has already been entertained today.  So while this blog may have been a little more than you wanted to know; it's my Saturday afternoon in a nutshell. Again, this blog is going to be an outlet for me and, ahhhhh, this entry was a bit of a relief.  For all of the guys reading this entry I'm sure you got one thing out of it--my husband is grilling steaks tonight.  I'll blog on how they tasted.  Girls, I'll try to turn off Pandora and stay out of the chocolates.  P.S. it's still sunny out.