My favorite things
by Jennifer Cohron
Jan 16, 2011 | 2097 views | 0 0 comments | 20 20 recommendations | email to a friend | print
Jennifer Cohron
Jennifer Cohron
“I’ve got the world on a string, sittin’ on a rainbow...”

The sounds of Sinatra are playing quietly as I sit down at the kitchen table to write this column.

Ol’ Blue Eyes probably wants me to turn the radio up so he can really swing, but this is going to have to be a private party. Wyatt is asleep in the next room.

It’s Monday afternoon. Like many other Walker Countians, I am snowed in.

Zac and I woke up to find a two-inch layer of the fluffy white stuff in our yard. It is also covering our driveway and the roads that get me to work.

I don’t mind the snow. It’s the ice on the top and bottom of it that has me concerned.

I’m not the only one. I have been in touch with my boss several times today. The only people who made it to the office to put a paper out live in Jasper.

So I’ve taken a few photos around town for the photo essay those hardy few are working on and have spent the rest of the day enjoying being with my boys.

Today I have been surrounded by my favorite things.

Zac and Wyatt, obviously, are first on my list. I am not with them nearly as much as I would like because of my work schedule.

Sometimes I worry that today’s sacrifices will be tomorrow’s regrets. But I do the best I can and occasionally Mother Nature gives me a snow day.

I have also been reminded in the last few hours of how much I love my home.

It’s just the right size for my little family. It’s warm and relatively clean. Best of all, every room has a story.

I remember the day that Zac and I walked through the house for the first time. It seems like yesterday but was actually two years ago this month.

We just set up the interview with the lady from White Pepper so we would have something to do one weekend. We weren’t going to be married until May and certainly didn’t believe that we could afford a house.

Then those pennies from heaven that I mentioned last week started falling. We were able to buy the house for less than many people pay for their cars.

It’s a home now. Wyatt’s toys are scattered in the living room floor. The bright red tricycle that he got for Christmas is parked in his bedroom near a container full of clothes he will never be able to wear again.

The kitchen walls are no longer bare now that Santa (a.k.a. my mother) brought the fat chef decorations I wanted. It’s the cheeriest room of the house. When the sun shines on the yellow walls through red curtains in the mornings, it creates a warm orange glow.

Our bedroom is a beautiful Cubbie blue, a color Zac and I picked out that accents our wedding photos nicely.

So many memories have been made here in such a short time.

Many of those special moments are documented in our photo albums. There’s one for the wedding and another for our honeymoon. The baby has one to himself that shows how fast he is growing up.

The one I find myself going through the most, though, is full of pictures of me and Zac.

The first was taken on my last day of class at UAB. We’re a couple of kids who would have a kid of our own born two years and one week later.

The last picture is of us kissing as the snow falls all around us on Christmas Day 2010. It was a magical moment in one of the most memorable days of my life.

Holidays, birthdays, our first dinner in the house, gardens and golfing trips, Bert the turtle — it’s all there in those pages.

“There are many, many crazy things that will keep me loving you...”

The tune playing now is one of my favorite American standards. “They Can’t Take That Away from Me” was written by George and Ira Gershwin for “Shall We Dance,” a 1937 film starring Fred and Ginger Rogers.

Fred, Ginger and Frank are long gone now. Most people my age probably don’t even know who they are.

That’s a shame. Although the artists themselves were mortal, their work is timeless. Like love and family and memories of home.

These are a few of my favorite things.