The moose is cold....

I had a brief one-sided conversation with the moose that sits outside our house this morning...

Once again the temperatures were in the single digits... Mr. Moose is wearing his traditional Irish Green ribbon for March.  It's March - green things -- spring... warmth... er not so much.   Mr. Moose checked in with me to ensure that it was indeed March in spite of the current temperatures and the white 'stuff' still covering the ground.

He did thank me for finally changing his adornment as Christmas had indeed come and gone and he was starting to feel self conscience about still having that ribbon on into February.  I blamed Bubba, he understood but still looked unconvinced... or maybe his face was just frozen... after all it was 9 degrees out this morning.

Have I mentioned it's cold?

Have I mentioned everyone is sick of winter??

Have I mentioned that my brain is frozen and I'm having conversations with inanimate objects that sit outside my house wearing seasonal ribbons?

Before you call the men with the white coats and long sleeved-wrap around jacket -- no I have not gone around the bend... let's call it a literary device to allow me to again whine and complain about the weather.  TIRED of being cold all the time... and the new hair cut is not helping.  I actually put the wig on last night... still tight so I sighed and put on a hat. 

The cold is backing off... a bit, but I am making sure that I am in bed early and taking care of me.  I got sick because I let myself get run down (tis the season) and I still have 3 events to get through along with a practice and an audit.   I'm tired just thinking about it. 

Yesterday I actually went grocery shopping for the first time in weeks... after all No Bubba for dinner - why bother.  But after being trapped at home with Bubba all day Monday, and making breakfast, lunch and dinner from what I found in the pantry... I needed to go.   So did that last night, got home, walked Shelby, quickly and shortly and she was happy, she sniffed white snow, yellow snow and heaven help me brown snow... I did some laundry, made dinner, and was in bed by 9 PM.  I was tired.

Bubba was happy - dinner was good - last night there was peace.   That was that strange ripple in the force you felt yesterday.... it's all right - work is driving his nuts we'll be back to crazy soon.  Trust me. 

All right I'm going to sign off, stare at my computer screen and hope for something insightful to come my way... oh yeah and off to nag Rainbow girls... Grand Assembly 1 weeks.  ACK! 

I may just start drinking now -- that will cure this cold. Right?    Don't answer that.