I’m a day late with this, but Happy St. David’s Day to my Welsh friends, especially a certain someone in Swansea. 🙂 I didn’t forget your day yesterday, I just didn’t have a chance to get a greeting up. The daffodils are for you, for the obvious reason. I suppose that I should put up a pic of leeks, too, but daffodils are prettier and I feel like pretty today.
Actually, St. David’s Day isn’t just “your” day, come to think of it. I don’t live in Wales, obviously, but I do have Welsh blood running through my veins. My maternal grandfather’s family were immigrants from the Cardiff area, so yup, Welsh is indeed a big part of my ethnic tapestry. Irish makes up most of the rest, with a bit of Scottish thrown in for good measure. But one of the Irish branches originated in England, specifically Yorkshire, and is Ulster Irish, not Irish Irish. So, I basically have the entire UK covered, I think. 🙂
Back to the daffodils theme, here we are at the beginning of March. Finally! It has been an average to decent winter here on the Canadian prairies, but we’re all eagerly anticipating spring at this point. Actually, eager is a bit of an understatement, but I can’t think of a better word at present. 🙂 The winter blahs held off longer than usual for me this time around, but they caught up to me in February. Definitely not the best time of year to be housebound. 😦 The cold spell for the first part of February dragged everyone down. Then, when it broke and temperatures warmed up, it was grey and stormy day after day. Not exactly the most inspiring weather, for sure. But now it’s March, yesterday’s storm has moved on to the east, and the sun is shining brightly. There’s a new, thick layer of pristine snow to hide the mucky, grey stuff, and all’s lovely with the world again. It’s -13 with a brisk north wind as I write, but there’s enough strength in the sun now that wet spots are appearing on the freshly shovelled off walks. What a treat it is to venture out onto the deck at the back and feel some real warmth on my face. I stood out there for quite a while this morning, letting the rays work their magic. Bliss!
I finally got out for some retail therapy the evening before last – my first real outing in almost three months. What a tonic that was, even if it was only a trip to Wal-Mart. I thoroughly despise that store the majority of the time, but on this occasion it was just what I needed. Close enough to home that I could make it home easily if the energy suddenly drained, and definitely one-stop shopping for everything on my list. And then some. Ahem. 🙂 I’m not a shopaholic by any means, and can think of a zillion things that I’d rather do. But I’m girly enough that a bit of a spending spree does wonders for the spirits now and then. My sprees are pretty inexpensive, but they still feel like sprees when it’s bits of this and that from the want list, rather than the desperately need list.
Oh, and I bought a new bathroom scale, as our old one was 26 years old and looking its years. We were all questioning its accuracy, too, but its replacement is even less friendly. Hmph. Oh well, I have a valid excuse for the weight gain over the past several months, so I’m not going to obsess about it. The medication that I’m on is notorious for making you pack on the pounds and I was kind of expecting it. Hoping that it wouldn’t happen, of course, but expecting that it probably would. The good effects far outweigh the horror when I step on the scales, so I’ll try to put the numbers out of my head. Oddly my clothing size hasn’t changed with the significant weight gain, so I’m not sure where I’m carrying the extra 20 or so pounds. Maybe in my head and feet? 🙂 Well, waistbands are a bit tighter, obviously, but not twenty pounds tighter. Anyway, like I said, I’m not obsessing about it. It’s nothing that I’m doing wrong and I won’t be on the medication forever, so it’s just a temporary thing. I’ve been here before, and both times the weight dropped off effortlessly as soon as those drug therapies were discontinued.
Other than that, I haven’t been up to a lot while I’ve been away from blogging. Just taking it easy and doing most of the right things to recover from the latest slump. Can’t say all of the right things, ’cause that would be lying. Anyone who has known me for a long time knows that I don’t do totally idle terribly well. 🙂 Richard was off all of last week, though, so he made sure that I behaved myself. Well, as much as he can, anyway. I didn’t promise to “obey” in my wedding vows, and he knows better than to get too stroppy and masterful with his Mrs.! I might have been a doormat in my first marriage, but I never repeat major mistakes. 🙂
The sunshine is beckoning again, so I’ll leave off here for now and go soak up some more rays. I’ll catch up with all of you properly over the next few days. I’m sure that you understand why the sunshine is more attractive than sitting at the computer all afternoon. 🙂