March 22, 2014
3:15 p.m.

Oh, boy, my grandson is eight-years-old as of yesterday. Tomorrow he's having a birthday party and that should be a ton of fun. Bowling, miniature golf and laser tag--that sounds like a blast.

We started dieting this week, so it should be interesting attending a party and not over-indulging in party foods. I'm not much for bowling-alley type foods, but cake may be a problem. I love cake. I love sweets. I have a problem, man.

Snow today. More predicted for tonight. I'm over it. But it is March in Colorado, and March just happens to be Colorado's big snow month.

Has anyone else noticed a shift in the seasons since we were kids? I swear, when I was a kid, winter happened in the so-called winter months. It got colder and we got more snow than we do now. We had snow piled up to the roof of the garage when I was a kid. I have rarely seen snow that deep as an adult. And it's not a kid's perspective--the garage didn't get any taller over the years. For that matter, I didn't get much taller myself. Ha ha.

I guess I can't make a fair comparison regarding Colorado, since I didn't grow up here, but the natives I know tell me that this is the case here as well. They remember getting a lot more snow and cold weather than we get here now.

Growing up in Wyoming, it seemed like winter started right after we went back to school. As there have been numerous September snowfalls recorded over the years, this is not an unfair statement. I could count on one hand the number of Christmases I remember that were without snow. Ditto Thanksgivings. At least half of our Easter trips to Denver were driven through snowstorms. Frankly, I remember summer and winter through my childhood. Spring and Autumn were not seasons, but a day or two that prefaced Summer and Winter.

Global warming? I believe it. I spend at least half of the winter these days without a coat. Yeah, I know I'm complaining about snow in March, but honestly, we have to get it sometime. We need the water. I just don't want to be cold, ya know? Never happy...

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6:16 p.m.

It quit snowing for awhile, but it's very lightly snowing now. I imagine it's working up to making my daughter-in-law's drive home messy. Although she's from the south and has only lived here just over a year, she does really well driving in the snow. But it's scary for anyone when it gets nasty out there in the dark.

Forecast for tomorrow is sunny and in the fifties. Even if that's wrong, the birthday party is indoors, so all will be well. I'm looking forward to seeing the kiddos. It's going to be a fun day.

I want hot chocolate. Stupid diet. Boo!

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8:21 p.m.

Apparently this is one of those days when I cannot focus on any one thing for long. I've been more interested in watching old movies and reading today. Just finished The Happiest Days of Our Lives by Wil Wheaton. I really enjoy reading his stuff, be it the books he's published or his blog. He's a writer and actor of some acclaim, but he's also a real guy with real issues and emotions that he's decided to share rather fearlessly. It doesn't hurt anything that he's frequently funny as well.

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9:15 p.m.

Since it is officially "Spring"--take that, snow--it is time for me to force myself into my closet for a good clean-out. I did it last year, donated a big box of stuff, and I still have too much. Most of it, honestly, just needs to be thrown out. I don't know why I have such a propensity to hold on to old, worn out, dated crap. You'd think I grew up during the Great Depression or something. There should be no pride in knowing that I still have a lot of things I brought with me from Wyoming nearly fifteen years ago.

So, it's not happening tomorrow, as we are attending grandson's birthday party. Monday, into the closet I go. Ugh!

I have no excuses, either. It's not like have a job, or anywhere else to go. Bummer. *sad face*

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10:26 p.m.

Took the time to do a little workout with son and daughter-in-law. God, I'm old. Can't keep up with them, but at least I managed something. It's much easier on me to just go for a walk these days. I'm grateful that I can still do that. It's good exercise, just not high impact--plus it gets me out of the house.

Oy, my hip! Arthritis is not a friendly affliction, that's for sure. But it's not going to keep me from trying. I'd be much worse off if I gave up.

I'm gonna call it a day now. I've been pecking at this all day and have accomplished nothing particularly special. Just me thinks.

G'night!