
February??!!?? When did it get to be February!!??
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My azalea is blooming again. This little plant was a gift sent to Jack while he was in the hospital more than 10 years ago. It was from a distant business associate and the relationship wasn’t all that cordial so it made the gift all the more surprising. Anyway, the azalea was lovely and when it stopped blooming I kept it just to see what would happen. Every year it blooms without fail although both blossoms and leaves are fewer. I suppose I should repot it and maybe remember to fertilize it during the year. It always helps me get through the winter doldrums and I don’t repay it with very good care.
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I’m not really sick of winter but I tell ya I’m sick of wearing heavy clothes. Tired of woolen coats, gloves, hats, scarves, boots, wool socks, sweat shirts and long pants. I feel clumsy and encumbered all the time, keeping track of where I left my gloves and what hat to wear to balance style vs. warmth.
I’m tired of having to dress up to go outside, to put on shoes just to feed the birds on the deck. I feel like the Michelin man when I get all my clothes on, barely able to move and my arms swing two feet away from my body.
I long to fret over whether my bare toes need a pedi or if they’re fit for sandals as is. I want to go shopping for this year’s flip flops. /sigh
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So I was laying in bed yesterday morning contemplating leaving my blanket-cocoon (it was a two-cat night) for the frigid floor (OK, I know at least one person who will laugh because it was probably 65 degrees, hardly frigid by her standards — but I digress) and I realized I haven’t had a Diet Pepsi for a week. A week. I have been a daily soda-for-lunch person for as long as I can remember and have several times tried and failed to break the habit.
Not sure what happened except that I’ve started drinking caffeinated tea or coffee a few mornings a week and now have little desire for soda. Or maybe the cold weather has turned me off ice-cold drinks.
Just for kicks I opened a DP for lunch and it was…OK. Nothing I couldn’t live without. We’ll see if it lasts when spring comes.
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Work is leveling out. I’m more comfortable in my role and while the tech issues aren’t resolved they’re inching to a resolution. No wonder they don’t hire and fire very often, it’s complicated and exhausting to bring on new employees. I almost had my first business trip but then my boss’ boss decided he needed to attend the meeting so I’ll stay home and mind the store. OK by me really since they’re traveling to the frozen northeast and I’m guessing the trip will be a nightmare.
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Some kind of hawk landed on our deck yesterday to check out the avian buffet we were attracting. Since said buffet scattered on his arrival, he didn’t stay long. Neat to see one so close but I’d prefer not to be in the business of fattening up his luncheon.
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I’ve been knitting and spinning a little but not as much as usual this time of year. There are nights after dinner that I sit down to read the paper and wake up in time for bed. It’s a tired brain more than a tired body and I’m simply reacting to stress. Since it does me no good I’ve started hitting the elliptical for half an hour after dinner. It never sounds appealing but I always feel better afterward so I just Do It. Now to add some strength training in there to counterbalance the effects of sitting at a desk for 8 hours a day. And knock off the desserts.
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Speaking of spring, — we were, weren’t we? — Evie and I got together last weekend to talk Garden. What we’d like to plant, how we’re going to organize the beds, what we have room for. Despite opening the conversation with “we’re going to keep it simple this year” by the end of the two hours I of course had Big Plans.
We’re hoping the organizing group is a little more proactive this year but since the website hasn’t been updated since last September I’m not betting the farm on it.
I keep meaning to do an update on the straw-bale gardening we did last year and perhaps I can get to that this week. It was fun to leaf through the seed catalogs and realize that in about 6 weeks we should be able to plant early crops. Maybe.
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Today is the official end of holiday over indulging for us. It’s Super Bowl Sunday, marked in this household by our annual pilgrimage to KFC-land, home to sodium, fat and cholesterol. Please don’t tell me how bad this stuff is, I know. For this one day, I don’t care. Tomorrow we’ll break out the fish and salads again and the damn-the-calories-full-fat-ahead attitude will be stuffed back in the closet until next winter.
Original recipe, white meat, potatoes with gravy and a side of cole slaw. Water, no soda this year.
If they ever stop playing the Super Bowl (hah) KFC will be dead to me.
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