I told Emma the other day that I'm without alcohol. Tee-total. Straight. Her reaction was that I cannot be on our ladies night. I'm thinking about it (only a little) and I'm not sure where I'll stand on this come summer. I don't really stand, I guess. Being without alcohol isn't a big deal for me, neither is it any cause. I don't really care and I'm not any activist type. Not having an opinion is the difficulty, I guess, since I'm not very interested in choices. Hmm. Maybe in the summer my thoughts will be more concrete. Probably not.
|Muesli, banana, cottage cheese|
I bought cool hats. Now, after a great solid 9 weeks of cold and snow it's a stupid warm 2 degrees outside. So I'm staying inside to eat bread. The whole city is a big mucky puddle. School starts again tomorrow. Our Christmas tree is outside in the wetness and I'd like to go get him and bring him back in. I should probably do something. Maybe read my horoscope and take a nap.
I just previewed this post and there were crazy big pics in duplicate. Not keen to fix.