It's a Start

I have another blog over on MySpace but I'm gonna try it here and see how I like it. I'm sure I'll like it better because now everyone can see it, not just the people I have on MySpace.
Right now I'm sitting at my "desk" at work and wishing I was elsewhere. It's a regular occurence when I work. I work every weekend, 7a-7p. It's rather frustrating. More so this weekend because I can't go home. Well, I can but it's inadvisable at this point in time simply because it's snowing outside and coming down quite steadily. I love snow, but not when I have to drive in it.
I remember when I was a kid going sledding with my family. It was nothing fancy, but obviously impacted me in some way since I still remember doing it 20 years later. We lived in a tiny little town in southern Indiana, my dad was a pastor at two churches and one of them was in the town where we lived. One snowy day we got all dressed in our winter gear, walked over by the church, past the cemetery, and up the hill at the end of the road. I don't know how long we stayed but it was fun. I don't remember much about the entire time we were there, but I do remember thinking I was going to go in the creek and jumping off my sled while I was on a downhill run. I wouldn't have gone in since my dad was behind me, but still, that's what I thought so I hightailed it outta there. We went home and had hot chocolate and that's what I remember about that day. It's those family times of doing simple things that I remember most about my childhood.