Tuesday is Random

[mynewplace]

The temperature was 74 degrees when I went out for lunch.  I hate spring in January.   It confuses the forsythia.  I think I made this same complaint last winter. Or the winter before. West Virginia is BAD about teasing its forsythia into bud before slamming with the big freeze.

I have a hickey on my right thigh.   What I have on my inner LEFT thigh can not be called a hickey. Not even a bite mark suffices.  I think the word is "hematoma".  The size of a goose egg, and the color of blueberry juice. NOT pretty.  Ahh, the price I pay for having creamy thighs.

I am in denial De Nile.   I am doing the backstroke, because my boobs are bouyant.  Care to join me?

Comments

[retro-rider55.livejournal.com]

"It confuses the forsythia"; I think you have new a journal subtitle.

After the brief hail, the rain washed away the snow/slush from the past two days so we had a lovely March, then I went to bed & woke up to another 3 more inches...

Yes.

[sapphirescarlet.livejournal.com]

I don't think we should try to predict the weather any more, nor try to second-guess or estimate. Weather is no longer a seasonal trend, it's a random mish-mash of numbers. Fuck this and the meteorologist it rode in on.

[popfiend.livejournal.com]

Agreed.

67 in NYC in January.

It's just...wrong.

[ar-wahan.livejournal.com]

And 60 in Massachusetts. (It was -10 here just a week ago.)

[nsingman.livejournal.com]

I'll join you at the side of the river, holding our drinks and studying that buoyancy. :-)

[reallyamermaid.livejournal.com]

Anything that's bad for forsythia upsets me.

[sapphirescarlet.livejournal.com]

Ditto.