Old Man Winter Has Come to Stay

The day has been rainy and grey, and my body and mood have followed suit. I feel sluggish and blah, and my only inclination is to stuff my face with junk food and watch dumb TV until bedtime. I did sally forth earlier to eat at the local rib shack, which turned out to be a mushy disappointment that tasted of bleach and aging leftovers, and pick up some sundries at the grocery store--tinfoil, baby wipes, a bag of Hershey's miniatures with which to satisfy my chocolate cravings, salsa, a pumpkin pie and the requisite Cool Whip, and a cakie. Now I'm home and drinking peach tea and listening to Dateline and trying to convince myself to get cracking on my current library book, but I'm not having much luck on the latter.