Good morning, oops, make that good afternoon GH. I was just sitting around killing time, and next thing I knew, it was 1:00 PM. My tutoring session isn't until tomorrow afternoon, so I did some laundry and then just sat and stared. Sometimes, that's all you have the ambition to do.

Currently, the view out the Weather Window is mostly cloudy and the skies are gray. But, here is the important part, there is no snow like they got in Chicago and Washington, D.C. For once, the goddess smiled on us. The current temperature on the weather station located just outside the Weather Window is showing a temperature of 36 degrees.  But, having been outside with Sugar the Weather Dog, the wind makes it feel a tad cooler. However, by this weekend, we are supposed to be in the lower forties with no precipitation scheduled until Monday, when the temperature will be dropping to the upper thirties. Still, not bad, but this is only the beginning of March.

I just noticed, glancing at my wall mounted car-themed calendar, that daylight savings time begins this coming Sunday at 2:00 AM. Now, I''ll have to see of my new watch really does adjust for the change in time.  I am having enough trouble getting it to display the correct date.

Mary went to the dentist today, and following a good report, at least for her, she wants to do lunch at our favorite watering hole downtown, just as soon as she finishes her noontime chat with her indexing group. Now that's what I call exciting.

Since Mary went out this AM, I had a bagel with peanut butter for breakfast, rather than the cream cheese that she favors.  Sort of like how I like my French Toast with powdered sugar, rather than maple syrup. I am pretty certain that my likes stem from my somewhat impoverished childhood, when we weren't able to afford maple syrup, and peanut butter came in large and inexpensive containers. A lot less expensive when compared to cream cheese. You go with what you learned to like. That's also likely the reason I like soup over most other foods, because we always had cans of soup around.

Adam wonders why I am so cheap. It isn't so much cheap, as it is forced frugality. He probably never realized it, but I tended to deny myself things when he was young so that he had what he needed. It may have been less necessary as time went by, but old habits die hard.

My parents never went anywhere on vacation, mostly because my dad was a seasonal worker who got most of his jobs during the summer months. So, when we were off school, he was working. In the winter months, we had very little income, and so no vacations then either. As time passed, Mary, Adam, and I could afford some vacations, so that became more normal. This summer when Steph is here and checking out the picture box, I am pretty certain that she will find that a lot of the pictures show us in relatively inexpensive venues.

Speaking of Sugar the Weather Dog, she surprised us this AM by sleeping in/on her upstairs bed for awhile.  I don't try to figure her out anymore.

I didn't have my usual...Tea time this AM.  Since I was feeling lazy, a glass of orange juice was all I opted for. So, until tomorrow, I'll just say Ciao and get on with my day.