Spring in February

We are having the most peculiar weather -- back and forth between heavy dumpings of snow and then meltings. It's like April, except it's the beginning of February. Twice in the last week we received 5 inches of snow and then it all melted. The warm weather is nice, but it also isn't, because it feels so wrong. It is also completely impossible to figure out what to wear. Plus, there is mud everywhere.

I won't write a long post, because it's late and it's going to be another awful weekend -- I have so much work to do for my classes and no time in which to do it.

Well, that's not a very positive attitude. Maybe it won't be so bad.

I made one decision tonight: no more beef. We've been trying to eat meat this past week or so, because of Kid B's iron problem. Then tonight Rocket Boy and I watched a German documentary called "Unser taglich Brot" and now I am never going to eat any more beef, pork, or chicken. Well, OK, maybe occasionally, when I have to, like at someone else's house. Or if I know for sure it was raised humanely. But not regularly. And I'm not going to cook it anymore (I cooked beef once this week, after not cooking it for years, and that was enough). I also won't order it in restaurants. I do recommend the film -- it's a series of segments filmed in various food processing plants, greenhouses, etc. -- in Europe, not the US, so you'd think it would be better than, say, "Food, Inc.", but it isn't. It's horrid. It doesn't have any narration, and although some people in the film talk to each other, you can't really catch what they're saying. What you mainly hear is pigs squealing, chickens clucking nervously, cows mooing -- that sort of thing. Even the plants in the film looked really stressed. At one point they show a tree being shaken -- to get the nuts off it, maybe, or olives -- it was hard to tell. The poor tree looked completely traumatized afterwards.

I feel really ill, thinking of the pigs.

So anyway, hanging in there, but not too happy right now. Also much too fat, but that's another story. I just haven't felt like eating fruits and vegetables this fall and winter. No veggies, no meat -- what do I eat? Sometimes it seems like I mainly eat crackers. Crackers are obviously good butt-enlarging food, also stomach-enlarging food. Sigh. I should make a nice pot of vegetable soup. In all my free time.

OK, let me think of one positive thing to say. I know, I have another photo to share. Boos playing with Christmas train set (plus already-owned train tracks) under the Christmas tree which we have not taken down yet. I don't even really mind that it isn't down yet. It's cheery. But we probably should take it down. I feel funny having it up at Valentine's Day. Candlemas/Groundhog Day is when we normally take it down, so we're a few days late. Maybe this weekend -- we'll see.

Tomorrow is their last swim lesson of this round (swim lessons last five weeks), so that'll be something to celebrate. We always have popsicles on the last day of swim lessons, and weirdly enough, tomorrow should be a good popsicle day -- supposed to be nearly 70 all weekend. So weird, so weird.

I'll try to cheer up. I'm getting along through it, day by day. A lot of anxiety about everything, but I keep pushing along, getting stuff done. That's probably about all I can ask.