The AH Coffee Shop and Reading Room 09

Another cold but sunny morning with temps in the single digits F. At least I can pretend I can feel the sun's heat unlike yesterday. My blood pressure is starting to spike again so I'm going to have to have a talk with my GP to see what I can do about it. It was 175/91 when I got up this morning.

There's a fresh pot of coffee going and the teapot is hot. There are snacks and a bowl of fruit on the counter. I see the plot bunnies have thinned out so maybe the dragon ate a few.

I'll be over in the corner working on my story. I got a few words down and had to rewrite a small section where I got the dates wrong. I'm hoping I don't run out of steam before I finish the three WIPs I have going at the moment.
 
You want more February? Who wants more February?
I would like twelve thirty day months, followed by a five day long global New Years celebration.... no wait! Twelve 28 day long months so every month is the same. The first will always be Sunday, every month will have a Friday the 13th so it will lose its stigma, between July and August will be a leap month of 29 to 30 days where all calendar corrections can be made making summer an extra month longer.

Now, with that solved, let's look at the current tax structure...
 
Another cold but sunny morning with temps in the single digits F. At least I can pretend I can feel the sun's heat unlike yesterday. My blood pressure is starting to spike again so I'm going to have to have a talk with my GP to see what I can do about it. It was 175/91 when I got up this morning.
So maybe it wasn't the Meloxicam that caused your high blood pressure, and you can get back on it.
 
I'll gladly take more February if it means less January.
Here, February is our brownest, driest month. It sets up from the dust storms that come in the spring. The cold, calm morning make February the best time of the year to fly hot air balloons, but we do the big ballooning party in the fall because February is. . . February.

That's why I like my amaryllis to flower now. They add a little color to the year's dreariest month. Photos coming soon.
 
Aside from the fact that snow in general sucks, THIS snow sucks harder.

2-3 inches of fluff got topped with an inch of sleet that froze to a hard crust. Sun during the day does a small bit of melting that freezes again over night. Now the crust is even harder and slicker, since it's more like ice.

It's a LOT harder to walk on now that it was the first day. You really have to stomp your foot down to break that crust and get good footing. The tracks you made days ago are now iced hard and too slick to step in safely.

I'm running out of places to make new tracks.
 
Aside from the fact that snow in general sucks, THIS snow sucks harder.

2-3 inches of fluff got topped with an inch of sleet that froze to a hard crust. Sun during the day does a small bit of melting that freezes again over night. Now the crust is even harder and slicker, since it's more like ice.

It's a LOT harder to walk on now that it was the first day. You really have to stomp your foot down to break that crust and get good footing. The tracks you made days ago are now iced hard and too slick to step in safely.

I'm running out of places to make new tracks.
That's what the rake is for. You scrap out groves in the ice with it to give you traction and then you don't have to stomp down.
 
Okay, I really have to get back to work now. I'm writing for me today, and this, while pleasant, is a distraction I shouldn't indulge in while my iron is hot and the end is so fucking close. Just one more cup-a-coffee for the road.
 
Aside from the fact that snow in general sucks, THIS snow sucks harder.

2-3 inches of fluff got topped with an inch of sleet that froze to a hard crust. Sun during the day does a small bit of melting that freezes again over night. Now the crust is even harder and slicker, since it's more like ice.

It's a LOT harder to walk on now that it was the first day. You really have to stomp your foot down to break that crust and get good footing. The tracks you made days ago are now iced hard and too slick to step in safely.

I'm running out of places to make new tracks.
We don't often get that kind of snow here--or anywhere else in the west, as far as I know.

I do remember a freak snow storm when I was seven or so, and we lived in Roswell, NM. The storm laid down at least six inches of snow, and it was followed by sunny, cold days. The sun melted the top of the snow, and it refroze at night to form a solid crust. If I was careful I could walk around on top of it.

After a few days, mom or dad tried to melt it by running the garden hose on it. That just turned it into weird ice sculptures.

I took the hyacinth bulbs out of the fridge and planted them in sunlit containers. All but one was in good shape, so I expect to see them up around the end of the month. I had ten small bulbs left over, and my experience with hyacinths has been so bad over the last few years that I didn't want anything to go to waste. They're planted in a pot that I'll let sit in the garage until they start to peek out.
 
Aside from the fact that snow in general sucks, THIS snow sucks harder.

No kidding. I was railing at the TV weather last night when they predicted above-freezing highs starting tomorrow. I'll believe it when I see it. Almost every winter in the 20 years we've had this house, if there's significant snow on the ground, the temperatures are nearly always 5° or more below the predicted air temps. And we've got some significant snow. I don't foresee being out of the deep freeze for at least another week.

And then there's the two weeks of mushy ground and mud when it does finally thaw. Some of you might recall last winter's snow thaw costing us a whole boatload of money and months of aggravation when the cinderblock fences collapsed into the muck. We're still recovering.

I grew up in Southern California. "Snow" was something you went to the mountains to play in for a couple of hours. Not something you lived with. Snow sucks, and deep snow really sucks.
 
It was a good day. I wrote fiction and got through the transition that's been bothering me. I made a big breakfast. I planted hyacinths, turned the dahlia beds, and cleaned the big aquarium. I got a nap in there, too.

Seems like there was more, but maybe all odds and ends, like watering house plants, cleaning cat boxes, grinding garlic, and doing dishes.
 
It was a good day. I wrote fiction and got through the transition that's been bothering me. I made a big breakfast. I planted hyacinths, turned the dahlia beds, and cleaned the big aquarium. I got a nap in there, too.

Seems like there was more, but maybe all odds and ends, like watering house plants, cleaning cat boxes, grinding garlic, and doing dishes.
You napped in the big aquarium?
 
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