Winter--Back Again?

Old Man Winter arrived during the night for what (I hope) is his last hurrah. We got 2-3 inches of wet heavy snow...the kind that comes down in flakes the size of quarters that plop to cover all surfaces below. The whole event also took the weatherman by surprise, given that only flurries were predicted. The resulting morning traffic tie-ups gave me plenty of time to contemplate things.

It's hard to believe we're only a few days from the official start of spring. Even harder to believe we could go to over 70 degrees on Thursday. For those who love variety in atmospheric conditions, consider a move to Missouri. It's the place you can safely bet that if you don't like the weather, all you need to do is just wait a minute.

Meanwhile, Bogey is up to his usual feline activities. Scratching whatever he can get his paws on, jumping on the keyboard, knocking over moveable objects and crawling into any empty box, no matter the size. For some reason, this shot kind of reminds me of the last time I tried on a swim suit.

But there's been no thoughts of swimsuits lately. I seem to have developed a terrible case of sluggishness. I can't move easily from one point to another. Even wearing my most comfortable robe, I'm so slow that nothing at all is getting accomplished. It's as though some sort of an anchor is holding me down, preventing me from making any progress. What in the world could be holding me back?

Oh, yeah. Now I remember.