crazy shade of winter

I’ve gotten a tonne of messages over the last couple of days, mainly from family & friends in Australia…
OH MY GOD IT’S SO COLD OVER THERE, ARE YOU DYING BECAUSE IT SAID ON THE NEWS THAT PEOPLE ARE DYING?
I know some people hate this weather, dread it….even makes ’em grumpy (hello Diamond)
But as someone who doesn’t have to drive hours in it to get to work
Doesn’t have to shovel the snow
And whose bones aren’t at an age (yet) where these kind of frigid temps make you ache and hurt
All I have to do in this weather is enjoy it
I might get sick of it one day
And then I might move
But as someone whose skin just gets freckly in summer and whose boob sweat is more like a waterfall….I am ALL ABOUT THE WINTER
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And it doesn’t get much more WINTER than Chicago in January
Except maybe Chicago in February

We took Heiny (my GF visiting from Oz) downtown to the Adler Planetarium
The best part for me was the view of the lake
Perfectly purdy for pics
The soundtrack to this shot would be my nostril hairs crackling as they turned to ice
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The other question I keep getting asked, again mainly from peeps in the southern hemisphere (where it’s the middle of summer right now) is WHAT DO YOU DO ALL DAY WHEN IT’S SO COLD OUTSIDE THAT YOU’LL PROBABLY DIE?
While the kids have had days off school for ‘snow days’ – when the snow makes it too hard/dangerous to get to school.
In all the years I’ve lived here (15 I think?) I’ve not known there to be school canceled because it’s TOO COLD
So after 2 weeks off for Christmas (the big school break is in the summer June/July/August) no one was happier than Macaroni and Magoo to be told Sunday night that school was canceled Monday. Too cold. And then get another call Monday, that school was canceled Tuesday. Too cold
I was just excited to have an excuse to go to the supermarket and buy ALL the candy, chips and guacamole because I don’t mind being cold and homebound, but my stabby side would come out fo sho, if you threw ‘hungry’ into the mix.
People tend to get a bit Armageddon-y when faced with possible big snows and freezing temps and go crazy buying batteries, water and canned goods
I stock up on snacks
Because I’ve always had a good handle on priorities

The kids have loved these extra two days. Truly LOVED it.
They played outside without giving a shit if their noses might fall off
We were sensible though, going inside to warm up regularly, and we never stayed out too long at once because hello….my wine wasn’t going to refill itself
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Then, thanks to some other sober crafty Mums, I got some ideas for things we could actually do on these freeze-your-arse off days, that you couldn’t do on other, not so cold days
Because when life gives you lemons snow….margaritas & wine slushies just got a whole lot easier
We don’t need no stinkin’ fridge!
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I tried the ‘throw-boiling-water-in-the-air-and-watch-it-turn-into-snow’ trick
I even tried dismally to film it.
You can check it out on my crappy instagram clip of it here
I also tried the ‘blow-bubbles-outside-and-watch-them-freeze-and-turn-so-pretty-and-glasslike’ (as suggested by my mate in Oz, Amanda) see awesome pics of it here
Except they kept bursting. In my face. My cold face. That was now covered in frozen bubble-liquid-stuff. It was like getting jizzed on by an invisible snowman.
Needless to say, it was a fail.

My favourite (and most successful) outdoor thing-to-do was something I saw on my mate Angie’s FB page
You fill balloons up with water and food colouring.
Put them outside for a few hours to freeze
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Then peel the balloons off
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Which leaves you with round, glassy frozen marble-like ballsIMG_0133

Ours turned out more like little christmas lights rather than big marbles
And some weren’t quite frozen when we took the balloons off because…..impatient!
But we loved ’em
They turned out pretty cool, me thinks.IMG_0132Tomorrow we’re going to try this after school because it’s edible and sugary (thanks Jamie)
Then we’re going for the rematch
Remember THIS?
Yep, tomorrow I’m defending my title
Stay tuned….

 

 

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passing it on down

Remember when I rattled off a list at the beginning of the year of stuff I wanted to do and try?

Well last night I got to do ONE of them

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And I’m not sure I even have the words to tell you how excited I have been in the lead up to this

I always found it weird that people would cry when they heard a favorite songs, or met someone they admired

I mean, I’m an excitable girl, who CRIES…..but just not over that stuff….well, unless it’s George
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Apparently you can now add Cyndi Lauper to that list

From the moment Cyndi Lauper stepped out on stage, I was fighting back tears
Happy tears, but the wet kind none-the-less
She performed her complete “She’s So Unusual” album, from start to finish
And I was instantly a kid again, back in my bedroom, playing that record as loud as my little stereo would crank it, dancing on my bed, singing into my hairbrush

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She is 60 now…I know…what the??
She dances exactly the same
She SOUNDS exactly the same
Note for note, Cyndi Lauper’s voice is fucking phenomenal
And it hasn’t changed, seriously, it has not

She blew me away
Just like she did when I saw her live so many years ago
For me, she is everything an artist should be
She’s a musician who connects to her audience, she entertains, she’s funny, and she can sing the shit out of whatever comes out of her mouth
After hearing her explain how each of the songs on that album came to be written, you can also add brilliant storyteller to her list of fabooshness

Didn’t think it was possible, but I adore her MORE after lasts night’s show

She made the kid in me SMILE sooooo bigIMG_8865

And the Mum in me so stoked I got to share this with my girlIMG_0742

And as I sit here listening to the Cyndi Lauper music coming from Macaroni’s bedroom, I know the next generation of Cyndi fans are growing up with her music as their soundtrack, as they bounce on their beds

And I know where my hairbrush is