FROZEN!

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Top of my car after a snow storm with wipers and reindeer antlers sticking out.

It’s a FROZEN Friday Five over at RevGals!

1. For The First Time in Forever: Tell us about a magical first snow day – for a child, a transplanted southerner, or maybe you have a great story from the first snowfall in your area this season. I usually love snow days, the sense of being safe and warm inside, hot coffee, a good book, internet and not having any reason to go out and nobody expects me to visit when they are asking people to stay off the roads. It’s like a mini sabbatical. But… we have had so many days like that since the beginning of 2015, that it is no longer a novelty. We have cancelled church twice because of the weather, not to mention numerous mid-week events. 

2. In Summer: Tell us what you look forward to when it’s warmer again. Being outside again, digging in my garden, walking along the beach. NOT HAVING TO PUT BOOTS ON! 

3. Reindeers are Better than people: We are in the business of loving people. But sometimes… Well, it’s a bit of a stretch to love. Do you have a tip, a mantra, or a perspective that helps? “It’s not about me.” 

4. Fixer Upper: Since we are in the season of Lent, what are you doing in the area of self-improvement? I am trying to get back to healthy eating. However, with the crazy weather we are having, I have been plagued by migraines and then I crave greasy, salty foods. 

5. Let. It. Go. What would Elsa do? Are you de-cluttering? Moving on? Accepting a hard reality? Finding freedom? I am living in the present, being attentive to what is in front of me. 

Bonus: Frozen, thawing out or thawed, share a picture from your winter this year!

Deb | February 27, 2015 at 12:35 am | Tags: clergy women, clergywomen | Categories: Friday Five | URL: http://wp.me/p3D78S-5NT
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7 thoughts on “FROZEN!

  1. I clicked to see more, and then wasn’t sure what to do with it. So I will add comments here. So you know that I am more or less alert.

    First snow? That has me thinking. It seems to me that we have memories back to some traumatic event. Bruce, for example, has memories that go back to the time he was hit by a truck, and no further. Russ has memories that go back much further, as far as I can tell. He remembers things and I have to try to provide context. Not sure about Janice’s. My memories begin, with one possible exception, from the summer before grade 2, when I had a hand burned, my tonsils out, and the other arm(from the burned hand) broken. Apart from that, I think I remember going to school across the street and going home at recess for a glass of milk. It was impressed on me that once I went to the school yard, I was not to leave without permission. I still think this more a bureaucratic than a reasonable decision.

    So my first snow memory is connected with St. Leonard, NB, where I was the only English-speaking person and the only Protestant in the school. I don’t remember the snow falling, but I do remember hiking, in snow, across the bridge to Madawaska (I think) Maine, to go to Sunday School. Otherwise, I think of Edmundston, and one cold and snowy day when they closed the schools, so we went skiing. It was normal, through the winter, to wear ski pants and boots, so all we had to do was step into our skis and go. We lived next to a mountain, with several good slopes. We had winter, weeks long, with one January thaw, but the weather compensated for that with a week of 40 below.

  2. What a great pic Catherine! I get migraines a lot and always want fries and a grilled cheese from Sonic, and maybe a strawberry shake to wash it down. My hubs calls it the “migraine special.”

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