Rained last night. The flowers loved it. It's a beautiful day but I got nuttin'. I guess if I must visit the archives I must...
March 3, 2016
Almost missed seeing the moon. It's a horripiliation day. 12°+ 13 mph
winds= -5° of brrrrrr. I opened the front door, was reaching for the
storm door handle when the giant featherless goose in me put in an
appearance. I watched a layer of frost cover the glass on the INSIDE of
the door! Grabbing the ice cube that used to be the door handle, I found
the door frozen to the weather stripping. One good shove was quickly
followed by two stumbling steps outside when the door decided that if it
had to go, it was taking me with it. Instantly the featherless goose
that I already was decided to get goosebumps. Not of the cutis variety,
no no. We went for a full blown horrip outbreak. Quite the feeling,
these double goosebumps. Intense. Almost painful. Certainly
debilitating, as I stood on the Front Porch shivering like a dope trying
to remember what I was doing!! Weather picture! That's right. I was stepping out to take a weather pic.
Take it now! Do it quickly!... Yeah right. Like that's gonna happen. The combination of fat horripiliated
fingers, uncontrolled shivering and a brain having to fight a body
trying to retreat back inside on its own, made taking a picture all but
impossible. Purdy sure I'm thawing out now that I'm back in the house. Half the goosebumps are
gone. I just need to convince the featherless goose it's OK to go back
to sleep. A good day to you!! May your horrip outbreaks be few and far
between!!
