WATER, WATER EVERYWHERE AND ALL THE WEATHER STINKS

You'd think it was January or something. It's cold in AZ. I had to cover plants like kangaroo paws, pansies, and some white things because of a threatened frost. It's supposed to be 29 tonight.

When the temperaturre hit 57 last night, we decided to stay home and eat spaghetti instead of venturing out into the cold night air for all you can eat cod at Starfire Golf Course. Of course, I threw a log on the fire as I watched some guy gamble on $330,000 on a game show. He won some more before wising up. Greed, greed.

The Midwest looks like it's bracing itself for my favorite Winter weather--freezing rain. And just in time for the World Champion Cardinals Winter Warm Up.

So why the picture of the Maldives? Weather permitted us from going ashore there. So we sat in Falkland Islands waters (at least they stamped our passports) on Christmas Eve while the old ship rocked and lurched and bumped and jumped sending me, armed with wrist bands cutting into my skin with a pressure point little dot, to bed. No food for me after a light lunch. TQ meet seasickness.

The point of the story is that you can't escape bad weather for long. No matter where you go, it'll find you. So sit back, find a Good Book or a good book, watch the NFL Playoffs (even if it is the same teams year after year, what parity?) and chill.