March 7, 2002 I thought maybe I wasn't drinking enough water, so yesterday I drank like a fish, and boy, I felt just as lousy as ever. Mike asked me,"Um, so are you able to go?" I said,"Well, yeah, but the plumbing hurts like hell." I was up from 3-5 tossing and turning because of my intestinal state of Ow. I realized in the dark with the snow dripping melting off the eaves that I was colder than a witch's tit. I'm never warm after I've been in the pool. No matter how much flannel, no matter how many blankets, no matter how many snuggles, after I am in the pool, I feel like an ice cube. That and look at what happened last night to our foothills and the advent of spring:
 I was driving around in the blizzard paying bills and duffing around Mervyn's. They have Naturewood in melamine. To me, that's saying they've childproofed stoneware and I get all drooly and fawning. It's absolutely nauseating, really. I just have had serious china lust for Naturewood for a very long time. Well, that and Royal Albert's Country Rose Pattern. My maternal grandmother collected some of it and my mom inherited it and I have loved it since I can first remember. My mom doesn't have a complete set. She got something else for her china, but it's just not my thing. At any rate, spring has been snowed out and will not be returning for a bit yet. (Stupid Ground Hog!) The good news is that all the wind that is circulating those big giant clouds and drifts of snow no longer has dirt to stir up. Thus, breathing is possible. You know, as opposed to coughing and wheezing. We're expecting another storm and the wind is tugging at the eaves and slamming around the house and yard. There's a vertical wall of clouds that is dark and gloomy hugging the mountains now and heading this way. It reminds me of the "Wizard of Oz" in color. I just need a storm cellar and I'll be all set. It will just have to have an electric blanket, a space heater, and a jacuzzi. I'm planning at this point, depending on the rotten weather, to possibly hit the pool tonight and then tomorrow when the storm clears I'll walk an hour to cover my walk time for today.
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