Bye, Little Girl

School was cancelled yesterday, so I got to spend a lovely day, well most of the day, at home with my hubby, finishing projects in our house. YAY! When it ices in Texas, school seems to be cancelled rather quickly. They don't have salt trucks, or at least as many salt trucks, as they do in Kansas, and when the roads freeze, it usually takes at least a day to get them fully cleaned off. But. . . I am definitely not complaining. No work! :)

We made one outing to Hobby Lobby and Ross. As we were walking into Ross, I slipped on ice. No, not just the "whoa, I almost fell, grab onto the hubby" slip, but the "feet out from underneath me, no limbs on the ground, please help me not break anything" slip. I can't remember the last time I did that. Being the great, loving hubby that he is, Scott did not laugh at all but immediately bent to see if I was okay. Oh, and don't think, I got away unnoticed. Many people saw it happen, and I don't know how they stiffled their laughter, honestly. Needless, to say my bum was wet, it hurt like crazy, and my wrist was sore, but no tears were shed. As we were shopping inside, Scott said, "Thanks for not being a little girl and crying because you were embarassed." Guess I'm growing up. . . :)