January Thaw

Okay, so it's ten days into February. But for the last few days it has been sunny and warm here, and I, for one, have been thrilled. Sarcasm Girl loves fog, which I think fits with her romantic teenage soul. I am middle aged, and while I have no yearning to live in the California of palm trees and beaches, I do have low blood pressure which leads to sluggish circulation which leads to cold hands and feet and a generalized chill. Do I love this sunshine? You betcha.

SG is planning to go hang with a friend after school; YG has Boys and Girls Club after school (but before Girl Scouts). I'm going to go write a book or something. And take a walk in the sunshine. This is San Francisco. You never know how long it's going to last.

Oh, that Pesky jonquil

Has introduced me to the Johari Window, a thing of which I had never heard before.

http://kevan.org/johari?name=Madrobins

I hate having to figure out words to describe myself, because they so rarely have the words I want. I don't want "tense," I want "anxious." I mean, I don't want either of them, but one is more accurate than the other. Punctilious is a great word (doesn't describe me, but I bet there are people I'd apply it to). Ah, well. We make do.