I have been crazy for reading since January began. I can’t understand what it’s about since last year I gave such a poor reading performance. Perhaps it has something to do with hiding out from the gray January days, who knows, but for whatever reason I find that I cannot read enough. I just started Major Pettigrew’s Last Stand, which I am thoroughly enjoying–great writing, great characters, great story–really digging it.


This is a typical scene I watch unfold every morning after the girls have brought up their school paraphernalia & get ready to head out the door. On this particular day Bella is busy lecturing Megan about treating her violin case with respect. We are already seeing the relationship failing almost every hour globally, infidelity at its highest, people cheating, complaining and constant fights – all viagra discount store for one reason that these men are doing is reviewing various options for erectile dysfunction treatment. There is a belief that it can also counteract the effects of damage due to excessive alcohol generic viagra sample consumption. A special type of interest is paid to cute-n-tiny.com levitra without prescription the spine, joints, muscles, tendons and nerves. It was originally developed as a cardiovascular drug that was developed for another cheap cialis purpose (shrinking noncancerous enlarged prostates) but, by accident, was found to be able to stimulate the growth of hair that had thinned from androgenic alopecia. Of course the boots, blanket, and multiple stuff animals are Megan’s loot that she brings up with her every morning–her Kitty and pillow pet, known as Pandy, are never far away. It’s become part of my routine to get them back to their proper home once the house is quieted down.


Have I told you yet that I’ve decided, unequivocally, that I am not a painter? Feels good to finally admit that. And it’s not even that I think I stink at it as much as I’m not even sure I enjoy it like I use to, though I’m quite certain those two things are related. At any rate, I played around last weeks with some friends and after staring, for far too long, at a masterpiece gone wrong Jenica helped me, in the end, mess it all up.


The January gray is seriously messing with my chi, and while I know we’ve had some good and sunny days mixed in, I think I’m just done with it–like when I said I was done with it two weeks ago–done with it.