Daughter says I’m too mean.

I was going to send this to my brother in D.C.

Ha. Hahahahaha. Hahahahahahahahahahahaha.
Sniff.
We might get 5 inches in the next couple of days.
Excuse me, but I have to go tape my ribs. I’ve been laughing too hard.

She says I shouldn’t.

Darn.

(Remember. This is a sibling thing. The rest of you, I know your pain.)

Ice.

Listened to Daughter, who was just kind of mentioning that maybe her ear hurt and that she would like to know what was up. We got up and went to the walk-in clinic, where that nice nurse practitioner said, Oh Girl You Got A Earache! So I was up and out and not having to be anywhere when we got home, and looked around.

Always ice.

Only one choice.

Weight’s up. Blood pressure is up. Cholesterol is scary. Only one choice.

Turn it up.

Brigid’s haiku.

long time of waiting
cold ice snow pine wind moon tracks
poems that i post

Yesterday’s date.

You have to remember that I’m on the suck schedule of doom, and I can’t keep my days straight.

But I did realize that today (I know, yesterday, quiet) is 02-01-2010. Or if you’re like the rest of the world, 2010-02-01. Or maybe 01-02-2010.

It just all seems so Star-Trekky. I laughed, at any rate.

Looking north.

I still love winter.

Doctor’s office.

Maybe like this.

I don’t like that top picture (for exposure problems), and I have many other things to complain about, but Daughter gave me one of those looks when I told her she had to make dinner, so I guess I’d better go. We’ll play more later.

Pictures.

We went out and had coffee today. (We live wild and hard, right to the edge, you know.) Yesterday we went to the library, and then had hamburgers. (Okay, hamburgers are pretty dangerous these days, being as they were from a chain restaurant. But, still.)
So, I brought my camera, because (and I know this is shocking) I seem to actually take pictures with it when I have it with. Makes my purse kind of heavy. (People mocked me when I bought the purse, because it was so big.)

There are more, but they don’t make sense/read right/ work in this space. Odd.

Chaos eases as Haiti food lines focus on women.

From here.

“Our experience around the world is that food is more likely to be equitably shared in the household if it is given to women,” WFP spokesman Marcus Prior said at the stadium, now a sprawling encampment of families left homeless by the quake.

Just thought I’d mention this.

Silliness will resume shortly.

The system works.

Scott Roeder was convicted of first degree murder.

It’s a sad thing, all in all, but look at it this way. This man is a domestic terrorist. He was tried in a regular open courtroom. He was convicted, and he will be sent to prison.

Can we all go out into the world and say; Look. The system works, if you let it.

(And, no. No one should have applauded. It is a horrible thing, all around.)