why did it have to be cold and nasty the day I have to go out

It was warm enough last week for the fringe flower trees (2 of the 4) to think it’s spring.

It’s cold out this morning which means my blood is thick and slow moving. It will warm up later but right now my brain doesn’t want to think. I don't function well when it's cold though some people find it invigorating. Just makes me want to huddle under blankets. I slept as late this morning as I’m able to sleep, rising back to consciousness a few minutes before 8:30. Not because I naturally don’t sleep later than that, or would, on occasion but because my morning pill alarm goes off at 8:30. Usually though I’m up well before that and after I feed the cat and dog, taking my morning meds is the next thing I do so the morning pill alarm is unnecessary and only functions to wake me up if I’m sleeping late. And also usually, when Marc gets up before I do and uses the coffee bean grinder, that wakes me up. Not today though. Slept right through that loud screeching noise. 

The above was yesterday morning. It turned out to be a pretty miserable day; cold, overcast and drizzly. Of course, because it was my day to grocery shop which yesterday required three different stores…Walmart, Hesed House market, and HEB. Walmart for their dishwasher detergent and while I was there I went ahead and got the cat and dog food I needed, Hesed House market for their lettuce and local honey, and HEB for general groceries. I used to buy the bag of organic mixed baby lettuce at the grocery store but it starts to deteriorate after about 3 or 4 days. One of the Mennonite families here started growing three different lettuces hydroponically and sell it through the HH market. They offer individual heads or three smaller ones in a clamshell. The difference in quality is dramatic.

Today is sunny though and rainbow prisms are being cast all over the ceiling and walls and the dog in my lap. 

Despite the sun and rainbows there was a different calamity. The coffee maker died so we’ve had to heat up water and pour it through the grounds but without the heating plate under the pot by the time it drips through for a single cup, the result is barely warm and requires reheating in the microwave.

I’m taking a break from the art journal/watercolor notecards/paintings since I’ve been focused on that stuff for several months except for the week I made Paisleigh’s blanket. I haven’t done a colored pencil drawing since the woodland violet in August and I have one I want to do for a friend for his birthday which is the day after mine. Ah, but, I do have another watercolor project for which I’ll probably use the crayons and pencils. I ordered blank watercolor bookmarks. With tassels! Plus I have another little project I’m about to start.

I’ve found a new expression of disbelief courtesy of Jeff Tiedrich…What in the hallowed name of Magical-Thinking Jesus! Now I’m just waiting for a chance to use it.

A strong wind started blowing out of the north west around lunch time, sustained 14 mph with gusts up to 40 mph. Not looking forward to the drive to El Campo for yoga class in a few minutes. I’d beg off but Mauri is bringing me two dozen yard eggs which we need. I imagine I’ll have more pecans to pick up this weekend.