Bone chilling 16 degrees. This winter is killing me. One piece at a time, it is killing me. At least we had sun yesterday. Unfortunately today we’re supposed to have snow. Again. Two times this coming week.

The rain and 45 degrees predicted for Wednesday almost sounds tropical after this stuff.

I saw a robin again, this is the only thing that gives me the hope that Spring is on the way.

Is it awful that all I can think about is a warm and sunny beach?

I think I’ll wear this shirt today.

You all have a good one.

A day out of the house even to go grocery shopping was a good thing. G and I first stopped for a lovely lunch at a nearby restaurant. http://wertscafe.com/cafe-menu Monte Cristos were in order. Delicious.

Then we were off to the grocery store where I loaded my cart and blew a fortune. I did get everything but one item on my list. That counts as a yay! Shopping with G anywhere is always fun.

Next stop, the farmers market. We love going there. I picked up some smoked Gouda, sliced and wonderful especially when added to grilled cheese sandwiches. We had them for dinner with tomato soup.

The Curmudgeon is thrilled, he has soft drinks again. The man drinks them like crazy. Nothing I say will stop him.

It is bitter cold again.

I so want to be on a warm beach.

You all have a good one!

Nothing like waking to the smell of ribs cooking in the crock pot and having had enough sleep.

We had snow showers off and on all day. No accumulation, thank goodness.

When the dogs weren’t napping they were bonkers. They need Spring as much as we do. We are all going stir crazy.

I think today is grocery shopping day. If I’m lucky I can get G to come along and we can stop for lunch somewhere.

Rick didn’t need a stent his angiogram showed that he only has a small blockage that they can control with medications.

You all have a good one!

Keep warm my friends!

Finally had a real long sleep and even snuck in extra hour by staying in bed with my Tens machine on for that much longer. The attitude change was quite noticeable. I felt so much better.

No grocery shopping yesterday. Yeah, well. Every time I thought about going the doorbell or phone rang. My dear friend G dropped in at one point and aided me in procrastinating even longer.

With snow predicted for today I’ll be putting the shopping trip off until Friday. We really don’t need more snow.

You all have a good one!

Iz you gonna pway wiff me now?

Facebook had me doing a short survey last night and a couple of their questions ticked me off a lot. They didn’t give a none of the above alternative so their survey is far from accurate.

The two questions were about celebrities. Do I follow them on any of these various outlets? (Twitter, Pinterest, Google, Facebook etc.)  And some other stupid question. I don’t follow celebrities, I don’t seek out news about any of them. So why wasn’t there a ‘none of the above’ box to check? Talk about skewing a survey.

I know several celebrities, we’re friends. Their celebrity comes from their chosen occupation. You know their JOBS. I don’t give a flying fuck if someone is a sports star, an actor, a singer, or an author. They are individuals who do a JOB and, if they are lucky, they love what they do.

Did anyone else get sucked into that FB survey?

I don’t understand why I can’t get anything done around here.

That is until The Curmudgeon begins asking me to do things for him. The dogs want out every ten minutes, and every single time my butt hits a seat cushion, I have to pop up to do something else.

Constant distractions make me have to retrace my steps at least a dozen times a day.

Am I writing? Nope. Wish I was.

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Yesterday was such a cold and damp day I thought I’d never feel warm.

I think the cold and sunny day we’re supposed to have today needs some lamb curry for dinner to warm us to the bones.

I suppose I must go grocery shopping too. Not going to be easy to carry them in.

Why? Because after the freezing rain yesterday my bottom step on the front porch fell apart. Yes. Fell. Apart. Crumbled to ruins.

As if we don’t have enough in the way of expenses. Now I have to figure out how to make it through the rest of the winter with crumbling, falling to pieces, porch steps.

So where is my lottery win? I sure do need it to make home repairs or, if I were to win enough, move to a new home that doesn’t need any repairs.

See all those cracks? That is now all crumbled away. Broken. Off. A complete cluster fuck of mess.

I ventured out of the house yesterday. Someone had to pick up my prescription and other pharmacy items and The Curmudgeon is still about two days behind me in this weird creeping crud.

Seems you think you have it licked and another different symptom hits you. Hard. Yep, that’s me.

Not a good night. I hope The Curmudgeon skips this part.