My truth that is, my opinions and what I think. If you've got diffrent ones (And I hope that you do have at least your own opinions!) that's absolutley wondiferous. (Yes I said wondiferous.)

 

And make sure that you check back occasionally, because if your lucky I'll change things now and than. And I'll even add some things.

 

(I know. It's a strange idea, but I almost like it And don't worry, I'll tell you if I really do like it; actually I won't. You'll know because nothing will change forever and forever and forever!)

 

I haven't touched this site for a long time. The reason I came back to it is that my lap top died. It completly crashed, taking all of my writing with it. There's alot there. Which is all very personal, but also very good and interesting. I've been racking my brain trying to think of any ideas, or dreams that I might have had.

 

And not only aren't I coming up with very many of them. I'm also at a large loss. The one major story I was working on. The one I'd shared with a few people. The one that was the very best is completly lost. There is nothing but some faint memories. And before. I've lost things. When I attempt to rewrite them it's just an aweful sketch of the real thing. I can edit and rewrite and even cut and paste. But I can't lose everything and start over. It's aweful.

 

Just so that you know. By the way. Try the peanut butter cookies. They're really just vantastic!

 

Well, I dreamed about you last night. Very strange it was too! I've actually gotten two emails, and I opened one and it sort of swallowed me. I was just so engrossed in it! Weird I know, and true. Which s even stranger.

 

I just finished Mash goes to New Orleans. Any Mash fan ought to read it. Check out the local used book store. Oh, I also just finished Mash Mania. Another Mash book. I've started Catcher In The Rye. And I'm super mad at Melanie Rawn. Captal's Tower was copy righted in 1997 and has yet to be published. And I happen to currently be in the perfect mood to read it! Actually There are two other books that I could read to pacafy myself. Unfortunetly, big hearted as I am, I lent both of them to someone. So obviously I can't read a book I don't currently have.

 

I've also done a Gossip Girl book or two. Just to pass the time you know. As well as Slaughtor House Five by Kurt Vonnogut. Wonderful! Absolutly wonderful. Of course it's ratehr how I think so that does make it slightly better! And there's another book that I just finished but I can't remember it unfortunetly.

 

I've started a knitting journal. I tap pieces of scrap yarn from a project write as much as I can remember of the pattern I make up and draw little pictures of what I've knit.

 

And that's very strange. Mum's IPod cord just lowered itself like six inches. I swear. I just saw it do that. Now all the wires are all tangled together. And while I did see it (swear) I saw it from a corner of my eye since I was looking at the screen as I was typing to make sure that I'm typing the correct letters for the most part and my eye saw this cord (which is just before the comupter screen) slowly lower itself like six inches!

 

Anywa, getting onto something less strange. Okay, so it's a bit more strange! I'm now an official high school equivalent. I have this very ugly little folder thing that's apparently my deploma as well as a sheet with all my GED scores. So now even more than before people are harping about going to college and getting a drivers permit and liscense. Hint , hint Mum. It's not working. Only annoying the heck out of me which doesn't do any good!

 

On a happier note, okay there isn't a happier note but I'll try and find one.

 

Okay, I can't find one. I'll give you one next time!

 

Well being the idiot that I am I let Bruiser go outside without a leash expecting it to be relatively easy to get her back in. And it would be if I could run but the right hip I'm thinking about chopping off has decided that it's not all better but it's very painful and needs extra care and all that junk. So I'm worried about her. Not that she'll get lost. She won't. That she'll run away. A problem we've had before which made all the cats indoor cats instead of outdoor cats.

 

Jo the dog who is some very nasty words has decided to pant and tap around on her nails around the house.After throwing a shirt at her she continued. Yelling didn't work. So she was bodily picked up (something she hates!) and literally dropped on the front porch with the door closed.

 

Good news the Fairy Painting that I ment to put up is on display at the Framemakers. Or else it will be very soon.

 

I've also learned to cable while Iknit and crochet more than a single line. Personally I'm very proud of myself! Unfortunetly as so often happens to me when I learn too many things volintarily. Things I want to learn I end up pretty much forgetting one in favor of the other. A bad habit. But I just can't decide. Though Barbie now has a crochet blue bag and a cabled mini skirt. The cable is the skirt.

 

I've finished one of two Gossip Girl books. I don't really remember as well as an Andre Norten book. All with space travel and killing the bad guys and stuff. Very Ray Bradbury.

 

Also for the Rasberry sherbert don't add the second cup of water. You don't need it and won't like it. I think. Since I haven't actually done the recepie I wrote just the one I amde up. Which reminds me to mix some more. I made mum some without seeds which actually means fewer seeds. But I ate the last of the sorbet that I made and just love!

 

What more to say? Well my skull (the bone part) is just killing me with acute pain here and there. And I mean killing me. Much longer and I may have to scalp myself to see if that helps. And all my muscles hate me at the moment.

 

But news here it is!

 

I changed, not just dumped, the cat liter in my room last night. This is a big step as cat liter is really nasty and that one was particularly nasty. Dad tends to forget it when he changes the other liter because it's in an odd place instead of the basement or the bathroom.

 

And I also might have a poem published. I wrote it on the spur of the moment to attempt to get a free i pod for my Mum. I've talked about this before! Well it was stupid and very bad and I promptly forgot about the poem. Until I got a sheet of mail asking me to say it was mine and send it back for publication. And it was surprisingly good forsomething that was compleatly random and I didn't really write just typed witrhout thought.

 

The title Nothing, don't ask 'cause I don't know!

 

My life is full;

my life is blank; my life's been filled with lots of pranks.

What hark is this I hear right now

tis april fools day all around.

To be myself

Is such a chore

To be the one they all encore

Is such a this, is such a blast!

How wonderful it's be to be all alone

With just myself and me

 

Now isn't that pretty good? I even spelled some of the words correctly for you. Which is a very great acomplishment for me. Now this is an order. We're having a poetry contest. STory contest, whatever you think is good. I'll put it up and people can say what they think about it. Friendly critiquing. Even if you don't think it's good the only way it's not going up is if it's terrible.

 

Just send a pen name, we don't want any weirdo staukers or anything. Great!

 

I had the best day yesterday. Some freinds came over and we did cops and robers. Dad having bought me another hand cuff and two foam disk shooters. Extremly hillarious and exiting. I can't wait to do it again. Also my knitted barbie cloths were put to very good use, and this was very interesting and fun as well.

 

Pesto and goat cheese sandwitchs for lunch, yum! As well as pizza on the grill for dinner. And three flavor sorbet with a mint leaf or lemon balm leaf and a black berry for a garnish. Placed in very pretty ugly green martinie glasses.

 

Definitly a very awesome day. Unfortumetly my horse fallen hip portests profusely today. Which isn't all that abd a thing since I'l trading between reading Slaughtor House Five and writing soemthing of a novel. Part political I suppose. All rather strange and perhaps disturbing. Nonetheless interesting. I've just started in on a mini climax so it sould be very... Well....

 

And I just finished a book full of interesting factoid about America History. One Night Stands With American History or something like that. Most definitly interesting.

 

Darn! I keep writing interesting. There are plenty more words I should use but interesting just keeps poping up!

 

Ahhhhh!

 

And now with a few more screams I'm back to my book. Fair Weather Isle and muderous deads.

 

Well Anna and Bruiser are playing on a four tyered wooden plants stand. Between the slots and oh, no! Bruiser's fallen off the second shelf. Anna's busy sniffing and... Now Bruiser's off to a new adventure.

 

I'm rather sun burnt, and if you don't already know it hurts like the Dicken's! Lotion and a cooling bath as well as sun screen and a day inside have worked to reverse this nasty effect and as of yet haven't managed to do much of anything. Though the wind did help a bit, since it was too chilly in the wind to stay in the sun and too chilly in the shade.

 

My room is slightly uproared and the guest room is compleatly confused as well as the hall. But perhaps some time this vacation it will finally be cleaned. Than I can work on my Dad to nock out the middle wall making my room larger.

 

I just finished The Illistrated Man by Ray Bradbury last night and it's wonderful. He's an amazing and fascinating writer! Who appears to be extremly fasinated by space, mars and telivised walls.

 

And the day before that I finished both Sword-Born by Jennifer Roberson and it's very good. I was in the wrong mood when I read it but it was still really very good. Admittedly I did like the other books espesually the first one better.

 

And that day I also read Behwolf. I don't remember how to spell it but it's a poem. Translated by someone from old English (which is like German) into modern English. All about impossible adventures and such. It's a book you might read in school. I suggest you read it for yourself not because you have to but because you want to. You'll be entertained. At least I was. Rather akin to Shakspear and roman and greek mythology. And interesting mix you must agree.

 

But since I'm both very dull and my eyes are trying very presuasivly with lead weights to close and stay closed I'll be signing off, again.

 

Eee! Pizza on the grill! Perfect!

 

Do I look shorter to you? I feel shorter. Well actually I feal alot of things right now!

 

Well I've visited the ciropractor, since my flying lesson actually taught me falling. And now I'm all better, escept for the pain in my muscles. But they should go away eventually. Until than I'm graoning in protest every time I move, and wheeling myself around the house in a computer chair. The type you can spin around in. Which is very fun!

 

Also I have a high suggestable. Anyone who plans to take a shower sitting on a kiddie chair (which I did last night) ought to have a shower head that moves. Not just an inch this way and that way. I mean it's attatched to a hose that you can move.

 

Very interesting note. My right side is an inch short than my left side since my flying lesson. How many people can say that?

 

Anyway, Mum was very kind and took the day off to take care of me. Of course she's already started groaning. It's not my fault that I like clean bowls, aka stuff not in them that shouldn't be there. And it's certainly not my fault I was hurt. Okay. So It was compleatly my fault. But that's fine. It was a very interesting expreience.

 

Good news some of the seed's that I planted have started to sprout. I'm very happy. Of cousre the cats are as well. One container has already been dug into. Or knocked off the table I'm not sure which.

 

Bruiser, the little tyke, is chasing Prince around. But oh, wait a moment there! He's turning the tables, stopping, fluffing his fur slightly, looks at her. She looks back a little wild eyes. No! No! Oh he's hissing now, and there she goes. The other way and into another room!

 

Well I took the Social Studies and Math GED's today. And I don't think they were too hard. I did try and make a joke (probubly a bad one) and all anyone did was look sureptiously in another direction. Even the people facing me. And of course Bruiser's off after Prince again. He having fuiled his tank with a little pet grass. Which is looking mighty sad I might add. There are very few whole blades, if any.

 

And good news. While I was there they gave me this little post it with a note on it. And If I remember right, and it's right I got a 780 on reading. So according to the next line I'm betetr than 99 precent of the people who've taken the test. And 640 in Science and I'm better than 92 precent of the people. Personally I think that's alot of hooy! Standardized testing anyway. I personally don't think that they test how smart you are or anything like that. They test if you can understand what they say. And they're always twisting their words around so you can hardley understand what you're reading let alone uynderstand what they want!

 

And I've started and finished maybe half of Sword-Born by Jennifer Roberson. And while we were in our capitol city (Augusta) my Dad got me some books. And I started The Illistrated Man by Ray Bradbury. (Dad of course had to go to the Piddly-diddly department and with males that often takes much too long.) As a side note Ray Bradbury is a wonderful author. Hightly imagionitive, creative and provocative. Except for Dandalian Wine which I hated. Even though I covered the whole book in duct tape. It was falling apart and Mr. Pierce my ex-english teacher said that I could do whatever I wanted to it. So I did.

 

For a note to anyone who's done the cinnamon rolls, don't. Mine didn't turn out very good so I'll fiddle with the recepy a bit and than publish what it should be.

 

So we stopped at the movie store on the way home and got some. Than promptly (after lunch) sat before the tube and watched. First I beleive Daredevil. And than the sequal Electra. And it wasn't too bad. I suppose more 13 year olds or general public. A blockbuster. Well both of them were. But I really did like some parts, they were extremly creative and interesting!

 

Good news! I spent yesterday mostly drifting. But like I said before I finished two books. And I edited up to and started to edit chapter 30!  I'm more than half done. And I've gotten rid of loads of garbage! Though there's still one huge dialog that I need to toss. Except in a left handed way it plays a really, really big part! Of course than, duh! Well never mind that!

 

A certain male parental unit decided to put a very porcline and brakable bowl in a very precarious site. And a certain feline just happened to knock it off and allow it to shatter when hiting the floor. And of course this is a very regular occurance. These bowls are in very real danger of becoming extinct. Which is why I suggested this certain male parental unit put plastic things tehre instead. Which won't break when hitting the very hard floor.

 

But anyway! Good news! I have just finished mixing to dough for cinnamon rolls. So I'm going to give you the very yummy recepy. Enjoy!

 

It snowed this morning but now most of its melted. Some's still floating down occasionally. But mostly its melting and dripping off the roof. The lawn which was covered when I got up only has the occasional patches.

 

I've also finished editing about half of my book I beleive. Or rather, not half of whats been writen, but half of the time frame. I beleive I've finished 23 chapters.

 

And I've finished Catch-22 and Abarat, days of magic nights of war.

 

I've just finished A Norther Light by Jennifer Donnelly. A wonderful book! Highly recomendable.

 

And I've been playing with a new plant we got sunday. It's called a sensitive plant. If you touch the leaves they close up on you. Sort of like a carniverous fly trap plant, but not meat eating!

 

I've been playing around with the idea of having the beads instead of Dream, always Dream. And I've decided that the dream la la la is just too comertialized. Everywhere there're reach for the stars, do this, dream, imagion and this and that and everything else.Plus you can do way more with the beads. You can sling shot them, twirl them, rail them around, even deposite them at the bottom of the screen. The words just have to stay straight and in line all the time. Though you can do a miniture wave with them.

 

I spent some of the day pulling up dead plants and teasing Bruiser (My kitten/almost cat.) and taking her outside, on a lead. She's not too happy but I've almost lost cat's too often. And we've got a fisher around our house. (Like a cat eating weasle. Not a good thing!)

 

Than I filled these plastic trays, and clay jars with dirt and have been repotting and planting seeds for most of the afternoon. One nail still stubornly refuses to give up its dirt. And I am not impressed, but it is very impressed! The floor, even after a vacuming between the pots, isn't very impressed either.

 

We finished all of the cinnimon rolls and they were soooooo good. Much better than ones you buy at bakeries, and much, much better than the ones with eggs.

 

I also finished the general blockbuster fantisy book. Spellfire by Ed Greenwood I beleive. Sorry if I'm wrong! Though it's very likely with the book in my room and me down here. What being too lazy and cat infested (lap) to go get it.

 

I also watched a documentary, and I have to say, again, that you can not do subtitles in a very light yellow on a white screen. Nor can you do balck subtitles on a very dark screen. You need to put a little box around them and than put the words in, larger than size 10 new roman or whatever. I had to sit right infront of the screen with the zapper (why do we call it a zapper?) and rewind every two seconds to finish reading what she said.

 

Anyway, it was on Hilter's secretary. One of them anyway. And it was really very interesting. I'll add more in the reveiw section. And give you the cinimon roll recepy as soon as I make it again so that I know the correct mesurements. You'll love it!

 

Well I'm still reading that general fantisy book and it isn't as good as I thought that it would be. Just too pradictable, and too everyone else writes the same thing. A blockbuster of fantisy.

 

On a very diffrent note I've given up eggs, forever. Guilt and a bloody egg convinced me to say bye-bye! So I made cinnimon rolls without egss, and I have to say their even better than when they had eggs! I mean good!

 

And to ah, piss my Mum off I tapped the maple tree behind our house with the only tap I could find. Infortunetly I forgot that it's now spring so you've got to pull all the taps so that the maple syrup doesn't taste green. Oh well.

 

And my Aunt's here (My fav.) and she loved the slippers that my Mum knit and I dyed with red cool aid! As well as all the barbie cloths that I've been knitting. Which is very cool since most everyone else thinks its stupid. So what! I love knitting them so fast and easy and stylish!

 

I thought that you might be glad to know that I did the gramatical English and essay yesterday for the GED. Grammer had about fifty questions, repeated ten times over and applied to diffrent paragraphs that you had to read. Definitly mind numbing and time consuming. You've got to pay attention so you don't slip up. Really I think they're just waiting for you to slip up, and I'm sure I did. But after so many be been's, is was's, can can't's and what words to you keep to rewrite the sentence. Does sentence 4 go after sentence three, nine, five, or should it be deleated orshould it be combined with sentence 7. AHHHHHH!!!! You want to scream it's so dull.

 

And than, yes I'm breaking the rules to tell you this but I doubt that any GED specialists will be reading this page, my essay was write about someone or something that you used to dislike and now like. At first glance that's an easy essay to write, but than think about it. It isn't easy at all. I can think of pleanty of poeple and things that I used to like and now don't. But something that I didn't like and now like! Well that made me want to scream to. The only thing I could think of was mustard. Yes, mustard! So I wrote an amusing little story about how I used to hate mustard and now like. Of course it has to be country dijorn mustard, grape pupon brand. Other than that I still hate it! And of course I lied about eating meat since I don't do that. But it was easier than explaining that I don't eat meat and all.

 

And it really was very amusing! I put in several little jokes and things so they should laugh. At least I do thinking about it now.

 

So, here's something to make you laugh. A while ago I was very stupid and trying to get a free ipod for my mum on the computer. Of course it's not actually free, you've got to pay for other things. But I forgot that for a while. So I signed up for my dad to receive a package telling him how he can cure his baldness. It was very funny when he opened the package yesterday! Mum  almost peed her pants and I almost pooed mine! We were crying so hard in laughter!

 

Needless to say he was not amused! Actually he was very amused! And it was a great laugh at just the right time!

 

I've finished editing another two chapters. Still surprisingly good and surprisingly full of junk that shouldn't be there. Boy! Do I like ot talk alot when it's not me doing the talking. Physically I don't really like to talk that much. But for some reason when my fingers (typing) and pen are doing the talking restraint goes out the window and everything gushes forth.

 

Tomarrow I do the essay and gramatical part of the GED. Wish me luck! I think I'll do alright. I've always done pretty good on writing prompts. Once I even did the very best in my school (I think.) Anyway, my class bragged about me. Something they'd never done before, and won't ever do again. Of course while they're at school I'm sitting here at home doing who knows what. Yes I know, I should know what I'm doing. But I usually don't until I've already done it. Which doesn't make any sense at all.

 

Last night I started a book, don't remember what it was. And it was actually pretty good. Main stream fantisy, the type I've always steared away from thinking it was trash. Not worth the paper it was written on. So why I even got it, well that's a secret. But otherwise it's really worth it. And on another note. Looking at a list of publishers and what they publish I suddenly learned why I stuck to young adult books for so long actually fearing adult books. Taking the line sex sell's to heart one publisher only publishes books with errotic sex, not just sex but errotic sex and books filled with profound and foul launguage. Something I've always stayed away from. Something I haven't normally liked in the elast. Certainly occasinally I find a book with sex I like, or a book filled with launguage that makes me blush that's really wonderful. The rest of the time its trash, and that's where it ends up too. At least once I'm finished reading it. So you ask why read it if it's filled with what you don't want to read. Well, simple. I become obsessed with the book that I'm reading until I've finished reading it. Normally I finish a book in a single sitting, or rather a single night. Latley though I've been trying to savor the books more. Take longer to read hem. Which is very hard but has been pretty rewarding so far.

 

I've just finished The Diary of a Young Girl: Anne Frank. And all I can say is Wow. It's so heart touching and mind bogling. It's full of so many of of own thoughts and fealings!

 

On a happier note our basement is no longer flooded (at least most of the water had been scooped out (using a dust pan) last night. And, I have the most unusual craving for strawberries. And since we have some frozen I think I'll go defrost them and enjoy.

 

Well yesterday I was going to get on here, but after taking the English and Science part of the GED. (Which was surprisingly easy. I found, personally that they give you all the information all you need is common sense, which some people have very little of, to figure out the answer.) Got at least on wrong in the English, but that's okay.

 

And hey, I've finished another chapter of rewritting my book. And had at least one person visit my site. And she said she liked it! Eeeee!

 

Happy belated birthday Con, isn't it very special to share one with this site? Well, you're special the site isn't all that special.

 

I've been trying to take some good photo's of these barbie's and their cloths. Which I've been kniting. I know, I know. It sounds really stupid. But, it isn't stupid at all. It's really fun to knit them cute little outfits. It uses up my mum's scraps (Which are sometimes really cool) and it doesn't take long at all. Though, I don't actually play with Barbie's anymore so that kind of defeats the purpose.

 

And, I've been dying yarn with cool aid. Which is really cool. First an exprement to try and dye this black and white and grey mohair red. My aunt's favorite color. The yarn turned out awesome, verigated black and bright red and dark red. Funny thing is Mum's kniting it to be a shawl for her, and she gave us the yarn maybe a year ago.

 

I've been having loads of fun making diffrents colors, and just plain dying it. There the most amazing colors. Though grape is really this nasty black color and you can't mix the blue's and reds to make purple. The blues are more green than red so it just makes the nasty trying to be black color but not their yet.

 

Also this evening I almost finished this oil painting I've been working on for almost a year. I still have to add black velvet ribbon (Which I finally got tonight) to the painting and get it framed. It's really gorgous, if I do say so myself, which I do, and I'm in love with it. Though in about a week I'll have fallen out of love with it, decidedly .I'll start to see all the faults and hate it! Anyway, I tried taking three pictures of it and just ended up with these bright bloobs on the camera so I'll try again tomarrow, and hopefully it'll work than. Well, I'll at least know how to work the camera as my Dad has to tell me how to do that first. As (Daddies little girl) I haven't even looked at the directions. Sigh!

 

 

I've finished more than half of Anne Frank's diary. Wonderful, as always. Sad, funny and pleanty more emotions. Very connectable. And surprise, surprise very like a certain show of Mash, season five. Hawkeye loses his sight temporarily. Very much alike, espesually towards the end.

 

And, today I went and talked with a lady about getting a high school deploma, or doing the GED. For those of you who don't know the GED is a test that you can take that says you know what you need to know to be equivalent to a high school deploma. And, it's not for people who are delinquents or aren't that smart. It's gotten a very bad rep, trust me. I thought it was a terrible thing to do too. But, it's just like high school. I'll be taking the English and Science tests tomarrow, 9 o'clock sharp. Wish me loads of luck!!!!!

 

She, now isn't this nice, told me I was smarter than the average person they see. Most people get their high school deploma's, but about forty of every hundred people who come to take the test pass, or is it the other way? Anyway, I'm supposed to be too smart to take the classes they normally have people take to get a high school deploma.

 

I scored 800 on English and 780 on the Science pre-GED. 800 being the highest score. So now I'm trying to do something with myself. I know that if I study I'll work myself into a tissy, and there isn't really anything to worry about. If I do well I do well if I don't than I can always take the test again. There, I've written what I meana nd I feal loads better!

 

I started Anne Frank's Diary last night, again. I read it years ago and have forgotten most of it. It's supposedly the Difinitive edition, whatever that means.

 

Most suprisingly I find how similar we are. Even at diffrent ages, diffrent countries, and all that. She claims that she doesn't have any freinds. And (How much trouble I'm going to get into for saying this, you have no idea.) certainly at that age I didn't either. I didn't even have people who I could claim as freinds, or boys trying to catch looks of me.

 

Now several years later, while I have people I really enjoy doing thinsg with and would say are my freinds I'm rarely around them. One lives near the coast, and the others are all younger than me, going to this school and that (While I'm home with my terrible headache), living in diffrent towns than the one I live in. Twenty or so minutes is the closet that I live to anyone.

 

And strangely enough I revel in myself. I adore being alone with myself and my mind.

 

And so I suppose it's time to tell you why this is called Guinevereanne.com or whatever it is.

 

I've been working on a book for over a year now, and as a joke I added several people to the book (Which they read as I was writting it, and will have to read again when I finally finish editing it.) and as even more of a joke I made myself a twin of one of the girls. (The first time I saw the three girls I was asked if I was their sister. And I didn't even know who they were.) Strangly enough I'm killing myself off in book (while I'm not in real life, don't worry!). It's a bit mellow dramatic, the person dying to save everyone. Well, actually that's wrong. But It's still terribly melo dramatic!

 

And don't worry. I'll never inflict the book on the general public. It shall stay nicely sealed up in some box when I've finished writting it. And years from now when I'm very old and all I shall take it out and crackle over what I wrote.

 

Surprisingly, rereading it I find that it's very enjoyable. Not bad at all, and I'd personally buy it in a store if it was published (forgetting that I wrote it of course.). And I'm really surprised at how good it is. Of course I've deleated pages of it and even a full chapter because they don't have anything to do with the rest of the book. In fact the whole novel has changed from begining to end.

 

I can't wait until I've finished! Sixteen chapters done, 38 or so to go!

 

Have just gotten home from the Chiropractor. (A wonderful docture for your bones. Highly recomended!) Stopped and got the Diary of Anne Frank and a book full of magic and dragon's and all as well as another book which is slipping my mind at the moment.

 

After snowing big flakes all morning and raining all afternoon and evening everything is full of watery thick slippery slush. Wearing impractical cloth slippers (That are very warm polar fleece) wasn't an option. So I ran sock footed through the ankle bone touching puddle, up the slushy stairs and inside. Feet demand warming as they have stopped feeling.

 

Fleece socks (Just blue, not very pretty or colorful) and hands quickly warm the feet. And back on go the slippers. Now feet and me are nice and warm.

 

Also we are feeling much, much!!!! better. Bad stuff having been worked out by the Chiropractor.