How could I have been fooled again? How could I have not realized that it was a way to fill up news time? Not even a flippin’ flurry that I could see. Nothing on the bay area hillsides. As usual, a boring California winter. Oooh, more rain due Tuesday, oooh, scary. Like a bride jilted on her wedding day, I sit here with camera in hand, all dressed up nowhere to go, ready for the big day. Just to hear all you “back east”-ers laughing maniacally at my foolish hopes. “We got yer snow right here, bitch. All 160 inches of it. We can deliver it by dump truck if you like…”
Can you tell I’m a bit grouchy? It’s probably because I haven’t had any ice cream in awhile. The food journal is working and I’m slowly shedding pounds, as long as I continue the WiiFit. No exercise = no weight loss. Duh. But no ice cream is bound to make me grouchy. Don’t worry, I’m not depriving myself of food. I’m eating well, just trying to break some nasty food habits. I will have ice cream again, by God. Tomorrow IS another day (thank you, Scarlet).
As far as the writing – well, I’ve finished yet another module of my class and am rejuvenated a bit. The end is in sight. First drafts of writings for the portfolio are due next week. Hopefully I’ll be able to put this all together and feel like I’ve really gotten something from this class. It’s a lot of material and information to go through in eight weeks, and I don’t have time to really give it the attention it deserves. I understand now why writers lock themselves up in cottages by the sea for months at a time. Leave me the hell alone. No phone, no computer (well, no internet) no TV, no people. Alas, that is not my life, so I will have to carve out little pieces of time here and there.
At least it’s cold. Ed the Dog is snoring at my feet, a blanket is over my lap, the heat is on, and truth be told, I like the rainstorms, they are pretty impressive coming in off the ocean like they do, all irritated and windy and just wanting to hit land and be done with their journey. This last one had it’s share of rainbow snippets – we don’t have too many full ones, just pieces of rainbow that hang in the sky here and there, like a bunch of prisms are hanging from the dome of the universe.