“April is the cruelest month,
breeding lilacs out of the dead land,
mixing memory and desire,
stirring dull roots with spring rain SNOW.” ~T.S. Eliot

BAH. Just... BAH.

It seems like we didn't get hit quite as hard as the last TWO WEEKS of WINTER STORMS. (I am bitter. Yes, I am.) The plows have been through here at least 5 times since I got up at 4:00. They aren't messing around this time. So the main street is already down to (wet) pavement, and there's just a dusting on the driveway and cul-de-sac. We win this time, Mother Nature. Now, you're drunk so go home.

The weather man has promised that we'll be in the 60s (maybe 70s) by later this week. I'll believe it when I see it.

I need to jump back on the gym bandwagon, big time. The weather and all sorts of hoo-ha has been thwarting most of my attempts. My insurance pays me $20 per month when I check in to the gym 12 or more times within that month. To hit that this month, I need to check in 6 more times in the next 8 days. Well then! I  guess I will be super-gym girl starting TODAY. I can do it.