Waiting for the Snow

So, my eyes popped open at 5:30 AM today. Last I heard the snow was supposed to start at 6:00 AM. Dashed to the window, all of five years old again for a moment. Nada.  So I went back to bed and gave it the old college try. Except back in my college days I was sometimes going to bed at 5:30 AM, not ever getting up. At any rate, I knew getting back to sleep would  be a fail and it was. Gave up at 6:00 AM (still no white stuff) and staggered downstairs in search of caffeine and my first hit of Facebook.

As I type this, it’s a bit after 7:00 AM and (still): no snow. But that’s ok, the most recent word from my friends Chris and Dee over at B101.5 (http://www.b1015.com/) is that it’s supposed to start at 10:00 AM. 2.5 hours til lift off, folks!

So I’m enjoying the proverbial calm before the storm. Before my two kids come barreling down the stairs and start their own personal snow watch, blaming me if the flakes don’t fall fast enough and clamoring to get outside as soon as there is a dusting. My eight-year-old son wanted to lay out his snow pants, fireman-style, last night. My 11 year old daughter told me that, no, her old snow boots do not fit and, no the ones that I had planned to loan her won’t do either (too big). So we may have a problem there. Am trying not to think about it and humming “fiddle de dee” just like Scarlett O’Hara:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z0hTvKgsKsY

The rest of the day is sure to be a messy one. Snow tracked in. Kids yelling and shouting with excitement. Moms (me) yelling as well. Wet mittens and scarves draped everywhere (“NOT OVER THE WOODEN CHAIR! HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU THAT?!”) and many mugs of hot cocoa. Maybe a movie once they get worn out from sledding and throwing snowballs. And extra practice time on the piano. Yes, I’m that kind of mom. “Snow day? Great! You have no reason not to get in a few extra minutes, guys!”  Ah, if only the extra time put in at the keyboard registered in terms of the progress they are (not) making. But that is a topic for another post. Right now I’m going to refill my coffee cup, sprinkle some bird seed outside for my feathered neighbors and keep an eye out for that first glorious flake!

New Year; Fresh Start!

After a bold and brill start, with references to hot movie of the fall, Mary’s Musings fell silent.  I know. You were devastated. My apologies.

During this silent period, the blog’s author read the long-awaited (well, by some) Bridget Jones sequel: Mad About the Boy.  Author is feeling very British in the wake of this experience.  However. Will try to refrain from references to calories and alcohol units consumed, as neither is appropriate or relevant to this milieu.  Which, ahem, is supposed to be professional.

So.  Let us start over. Just had a v. helpful meeting with Martha Burtis of the UMW IT Department, which rolled out the Domain of One’s own initiative at UMW last fall.  (http://umwdomains.com/).  Retained approximately 10% of information from this session…just enough to be dangerous, no doubt, and to feel sufficient confidence to resume posting.  My purported role in this project is to be one of many ambassadors to the UMW students, extolling the virtues of the domain  project and encouraging them to sign on.

I certainly AM on board with this idea. If you’d seen some of the social media presence exhibited by today’s students, you would be too!  Having a domain, like having a LinkedIn page should, in theory, be a way for the student to put forth their best foot. Impress employers/grad schools/future in-laws and the like with their academic and professional presence. As I am doing now, shining role model that I am/channeler of Bridget Jones that I aspire to be.

I am excited to learn more about managing my domain, to posting more frequently, to mixing in some a little serious information along with more amusing musings.  I plan to look online and find some of the outstanding domains that I know UMW students and faculty/staff are developing (I’ve already found several!). I appreciate all the time Martha gave me today, and even more the fact that she turned down the chocolates I offered her as thanks for her assistance…all the more for me to eat, you know!

In conclusion let me wrap up with: Chocolates consumed (Kisses and leftover Christmas loot)–six (so far). Calories: I have no idea, but the sugar rush will get me through at least the next hour or so!