March
Twenty hours in
I’m not impressed
110 days of snow on the ground
continuously
-17 the car announced this morning
Fahrenheit
kind parking lot stranger dented my van door
and drove off
possibly thinking
‘maybe the dirty-van owner won’t notice she can’t quite shut her door’
but even with these setbacks, I kept my commitment
to the [eight or nine] readers of this blog
nary a cookie nor sweet touched my lips today
even though the professor kindly set a plate filled with fresh-from-the-oven-cookies
on my desk
pass me the asparagus, please
J is for Jenerous 
If I lived near, I would pick you up in my dirty mini van and treat you to a glass of red wine. Heres hoping for warmer weather!
Remember Denise Austin’s profound words, “You can do it!”
Wow girl. You have some serious will power! Way to go. Yuck about the weather.
The van door would have sent me running to the chocolate hoard in the pantry.
This is my new favorite post. Sorry March is a dud!
Thanks Cindee – I would love a glass of red with you! Kim, if I had a chocolate stash, I might have raided it. Missy, perhaps the saying is true ‘March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb’. I bet the last few days of March are going to be a-w-e-s-o-m-e….