Hello, weather? In case you didn't know, we live in Florida.

Is everyone as sick of the cold as I am? I never thought I would say that, but the cold just will not go away! Especially since we live a few hours south of Gainesville now, I thought for sure that I would be complaining about how hot it is, and not researching ice scrapers for my car's windshield. In the past few weeks it has become a tinsy bit more bearable, but there have been at least a few days recently where walking outside felt like walking on a windy tundra.

It is like the winter refuses to go away! Around a month ago Anthony went on a hike with the boy scouts and they even got snowed/sleeted on! Now I'm tired of the cold after all of this time but Anthony is an even bigger cold hater. Seriously. That boy should have been born in the Caribbean because he never gets hot, loves to be out in the sun and in the outdoors (unlike me who is half ginger-kid and freckles or burns after 10 minutes outside without multiple forms of skin protection) and he acts like he is DYING when it is cold outside.

A few weeks after what he refers to as his "Death march" with the boy scouts, I went out to my car to go to work in the morning and found these on my windshield:

Yep. Those are snowflakes, folks. Did I mention we live in Tampa? Just saying.

Another interesting by-product of this unusal season we are having is that everyone talks about the weather constantly. Sometimes I feel like I am in the middle of a Victorian-era book where everyone makes polite small talk:

My coworker: "Did you see the weather this morning?"
Me: "Why yes I did. It is unusually cold, don't you think?"
Another coworker: "They say that is should be like this for another week or so."
Me: "Did they? I hope that it gets warmer soon."
Coworker #1: "I agree. We live in Tampa/Florida/the South, we shouldn't have to deal with this cold."

I have had this conversation or some variation of it WAY too many times in the past few months. Every once in awhile I get the urge to affect a british accent, say the word "quite" as many times as I can in the conversation, and then ask anyone if they would like some "crumpets, my good man". I think the cold is getting to my brain.

Contrary to my lack of posting, I do still exist

So, I haven't really had the motivation to any blogging lately. I'm not exactly sure why... I've gotten over my tiredness streak from awhile back (I'm thinking it was just some bug I was fighting off), and even though I am busy, I'm not really any busier than I used to be. And I can't honestly say that I don't have anything to talk about, because it's not like I would often write about big and profound things. In conclusion, I think I have a case of the blog/life blahs. Not bad, but not all that exciting either :)

Work, for me, is going on the same as usual. I am in a kind of perpetual limbo, waiting for someone else to make a decision about my position in order for me to be able to make a decision for myself. I'm not the best at waiting around to make decisions. I like to make a choice and then take action!! Like, right now, today! The fact that I have been waiting to figure out what is going with my job for the past four months now and that it will continue for the next three tells you what kind of "character building" I've been going through. Anthony always laughs at me when we get to talking about what I want to do, because I always end up trying to make a plan for each scenario:
So, if she makes this decision, then I can do x, y, z. BUT, if she makes this other decision, then I can do a, b, c. OR, if she doesn't make a decision at all, then I can plan on e, f, g." You get the idea. In the end, I am lucky that I do have options even if it makes the decisions harder to make.

School for Anthony is going much better this semester than last semester. He really likes his clinical placement, he is with a family practice doctor at a clinic about 18 miles away from our house. The doctor he is working with is really nice and even though Anthony doesn't get so see too much variety of conditions he at least gets to work with a really good preceptor.

Other than that, we really haven't been doing much besides our callings and vegging out in front of the TV. Thinking of that, I will leave you with something truly horrific that I saw last week on Antiques Roadshow. It is an early 1900's children's toy:

The best part is, it rolls towards children when they touch it. The appraisers described this as "charming" and "cute". He forgot to mention, "CREEPY!"