Each Day So Long It Feels Like a Month

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  1. geewits says:

    If it makes you feel any better. What you are feeling is normal. That's why "a track worn by a wheel or by habitual passage" is not the only definition for "rut." I suggest you daydream about the time you wil spend abroad. But more importantly I need to know why you googled "alternatives to chemotherapy."

  2. Middle Aged Woman says:

    I recognize the "slough of despond" second-hand from Little Women. Alcott used it as a guidebook for the girls to follow in the story. Maybe you remember it from there, as well?

  3. Jazz says:

    Oh how I hate February. It's the November of winter.

    It's a metric month: every minute has 100 second, every hour has 100 minutes…

    And on a funnier note, I actually got one of your compatriots to believe that we had also gone metric with time in Canada, and that the 100 minute hours thing was true. Such a naive little American he was.

  4. Green Girl in Wisconsin says:

    EVERYONE is suffering this February. Except for me. I had a great day Saturday hiking through the woods while Mr. T tried out my xc-skis. Then I skied again yesterday. This month is so lovely without the complications of resolutions or gift-giving like the other winter months. Now, talk to me in March when cabin fever sets in and then you'll hear a Mr. Hyde roar.

  5. ds says:

    Well, "Slough of Despond" was familiar, but not the Little Women reference (thank you, Middle Aged Woman!), no clouds here today, so a good day-off walk is in order. Them was some lovely shots of your kids enjoying theirselves amid the purty clouds…
    But "alternatives to chemotherapy" lit up the screen in a big way. Too big.
    Concerned on the other side of the country

  6. chelle says:

    egads … winter is so long eh?

    It is so insane that February is like the shortest month yet feels like the longest … ever.

    We did however notice the days staying lighter longer … ahhh sun how I miss thee!

  7. Jenn @ Juggling Life says:

    I was almost feeling like I might like to live in snow country when I saw Kcinnova's pics of her families igloo.

    Thank you for curing me of that desire.

    I must advise you not to Google the weather for San Diego today.

  8. The mad woman behind the blog says:

    There are so many of us out there, aren't there? February-haters, that is. I thought January was rough and yet, you are right, every Feb hour feels like three. I love that you can still write with humor through the gray and fog.

  9. kmkat says:

    Oh, Silly Jocelyn, next time you need to google something, ask me instead — my husband doesn't call me The Answer Grape for nothing, you know. I could have told you Pilgrim's Progress was the original source and that you probably remembered it from Little Women, where they likened each edge of the sheets they were hemming to one of Bunyan's imaginary places.

    Happy news: the chemo hat is done! and blocked! Send me your address so I can send it to you.

  10. flutter says:

    I disagree, you ARE the most sensical redhead on the block

  11. Jocelyn says:

    For those who are concerned (perhaps even moreso, if you've read Kmkat's comment about the chemo hat being done): 'Tis not I who has an issue with chemo, in terms of my own health; however, the idea of willfully toxifying one's body is feeling very personal these last weeks, as one of the Female Friend Loves of My Life battles cancer for the third time–with this go-round marking her first meeting with chemo. She started last Wednesday…

  12. Shania says:

    Hate. February.

    Hate. Snow.

    Hate. Cold.

    Hate motels and house fires and snow and cold and, well, I'm just hateful today.

  13. Susie says:

    Such pretty clouds… I guess I shoudn't tell you that my tulips are coming up outside my window.

    Good thoughts going towards your friend…I was wondering what I had missed when I saw the comment about the hat…

  14. jess says:

    Oh, I know that slough of February well. I hope the sun comes out soon.

    BTW- Yes about the Penderwicks, right??? Birdsall reminds me of Edward Eager only without the magic or the fawning "I'm not worthy to touch Edith Nesbit's shoes!"ness.

    Have you read The Watsons go to Birmingham, 1963? You might want to read it first as the subject matter's heavy, but it's one of my most favoritest booke evar.

  15. Lisa @ Boondock Ramblings says:

    It does seem like February will never end, doesn't it? . . . Ah crap. Now I'm depressed. Thanks a lot.

  16. Jeni says:

    Surprisingly enough, I haven't had a really bad case of the mid-winter drabs or blues or SAD -whatever you care to call it. Frankly, I like the thought though of "Slough of despond" -regardless of its true meaning. I think it would apply best though to poor long-suffering daughter Mandy here and her issues with the FM (f*****g moron – that's her own personal abbreviation for that issue.) It might possibly explain better (than the explanation he gave her last night) for telling the people he is now working for that the reason he couldn't start work for them this past Monday was because his wife was having surgery. Yeah. Surgery! About which she had nary a clue too! That's the in-joke of the day -perhaps for the week, maybe even the rest of February – the imaginary surgery! Gotta love at least some parts of the lunacy the FM does provide at times, don't 'cha?
    Oh -and for myself and the despondency stuff I usually experience this time of year -no I'm not exceedingly happy over all the white fluff stuff we keep getting but since I don't generally go out much -other than to walk Sir Muttley when I can -it doesn't seem to annoy me as much as it did in past years. And those walks with the dog have even shown a little teeny-tiny bit of changes taking place –a few items of clothing have re-appeared that I can now squeeze into once again. Loved the clouds in your pics too -see, finding good in a cold winter day on the ice -also a very good thing, is it not?

  17. Pam says:

    How much snow can you guys take!! When it all thaws, I think along with Paco's bowling pins, there will be discovered missing little old ladies who went chasing their bladder-stretched cat in the middle of the night, the ever-frustrating "other sock", homework that escaped being eaten by the dog, missing library books,phone numbers of the neglected and rejected love-lorn…snow that deep must hide secrets!! As to the formula of dealing with something like that, our cabin fever is borne of heat waves and dust storms as you know, the longest duration of which is..don't know…would have to Google it.

  18. blogbehave says:

    I still like "slough of despond." It works. It's poetic. And yes, thanks to google for being their to rescue us from our "slough of amnesia."

    Well wishes for your friends receiving cancer treatment.

  19. Patois says:

    Had to look twice to make sure it wasn't Paul Bunyon you were quoting.

  20. lime says:

    those fossilized bowling pins have magic in them, i tell ya

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