Diana, Happy Belated Birthday!!!
When was it and did you get some good presents?

Zac, congrats on the successful Easter as a carnival ride for your nieces and nephews. Although I can't do it on land any more, I'm totally a carnival ride for the neighborhood children once we get into the lake. One of our favorites is called "rough seas," where the kids climb all over me, I pretend I'm a *kitten*, I float around in the shallow water of this "beautiful day for sailing," then suddenly we hit ROUGH SEAS and I thrash around and try to throw them off, LOL. It's a total riot, and YES, very good exercise (and a great way to break a hip at my age, LOL).

Nancy, I hope you're sand free again. What a bonus, though, for the exercise. Maybe you could host your own workout video, "Nancy's Sand-Scrubbing Sashay," which could be even bigger than Prancercise! One of the years I was in Alaska, we had some huge volcanic eruptions in the Alaska range that dumped volcanic ash all over Anchorage. We had to be really careful with the cleanup, since it's so caustic to lungs, so typically you wet it down and shovel it wet rather than trying to sweep it away. Everywhere we went, we wore filter masks (you know, those white masks?), so everyone looked like surgeons, and it became the running joke to greet other people as "doctor," as in "Hello, Doctor Karen." "Well Hello, Doctor Nancy." bwahahahaa! What a MESS, and even worse when the slugs came out (I don't know if they were driven above ground by the sulpher, or what, but the huge banana slugs were EVERYWHERE)... yes, folks, everything you didn't know about Alaska... it's not all about ice and polar bears, lol. Anyway, I totally get how hard it is to get that sand out of everything. The ash just snuck through every crevice and crack!

Today I am in a bit of a funk. I have a ton of heinous chores to get done, lots of phone calls to make to try to get a new rheumatologist (mine's retiring on April 30) and probably a new GP at the same time, since mine has become pretty useless (she has WAY too many patients). Jim and I were supposed to go to the gym last night but instead we had a stupid fight about something stupid, so I will take myself off to the gym for some extra lap and aquasize time. I also need to clean out some of the junk food that has creeped into the house. I'm pretty good about staying away from it unless it is staring me in the face, and I don't understand why Jim can't get this. Right now on top of the fridge are all kinds of boxes of crackers, chips, and sugared cereals. My first instinct, because I'm so angry with him about something else, is to just throw all of it out the door and onto the front lawn, LOL!!!! That would make me feel better. But I'll probably just box it all up and put it in a cabinet or in his shop. I never thought I'd say this, but I think there's some sabotage going on here, like he WANTS me to fail at this weight loss, but that's a discussion for couple's therapy, I suppose, which I'm guessing is where we'll be headed eventually if we want to save this 17-year relationship. Blegh. I'd much rather pack my bags and run to another state or country!

Okay, that's my drama and confessional for the day. Just finished my coffee, so now I'll make a to do list and start to do. Good luck everyone with your day--be good to yourself!

K.

How many men could an angry woman chuck if any angry woman could chuck men?

Hey, at least the gym was good to me. Feeling STRONG. Plus I got one of the first appts with the new head of rheumatology at St. Mary's.

Now I just have to leave the gym parking lot and return home where I have nothing to say. Nancy, how did you ever survive three divorces?

'night all!
K.

Well yes, here's to shaking off the funk!

I think we should all move in with Zac and do crafts. LMAO