Snow

Wow it is still snowing outside. It's been a while since it last snowed here, and I feel like I had forgotten how beautiful it is.
So I have this little delimma called the two extra bedroom closets. Why is it almost impossible to keep a closet that you aren't using clean? When I open the doors and can't walk in I start getting this feeling that I need to do something about it. The problem is I don't want to. I have several rubbermaid containers of "things" you know "things your mom continuously gives you that she says were yours." After five years of being married she's still finding "stuff." I just want to know, "How did I accumulate all that, and why couldn't she have just found it and left it alone, or better yet give it to the Goodwill and just not tell me?" At least I know I'm not the only person whose parents do this. A few weeks ago I went with Mom up to Idabel, Ok to my little cousin Molly's birthday and to see Catherine & T.J.'s new house. They have been married over 10 years, and while we were visiting T.J.'s parents pulled up with several boxes of his stuff that they were bringing and putting on their porch. The only bad news that goes along with this is I'm afraid I may not be anywhere near finished getting boxes full of homecoming mums, nail polish, dry glitter glue, movie stubs, stickers, trophies, and posters. Somebody help me!