February

February is my 2nd favorite month, no not because that LOVEly holiday Valentines Day falls smack in the middle, but because the beginning of the end of winter is so evident. The days are longer, the sun feels warmer, and even if we get cold and snow, it soon melts from the sun's warmth. Yesterday was a typical beautiful February day which I took full advantage of with my second ski day of the season. While the first day last month was a little rough after a couple of years off skis, spending half my time on my ass like the old woman "I've fallen and I can't get up" yesterday was wonderful. The sun was shining, the new powder was in great shape, and I actually spent most of the time on my skis, not my ass. Swishing around down the hill is the activity that most reminds me of being a child, all play and no work, ride up the hill, slide down the hill, repeat until your legs are fatigued. Being a weekday at our little ski hill the lift tickets are cheap and the lift lines are non-existant. Now I'm anxious to go out again. It's such a feeling of accomplishment I can't pass it up at least once more this season. Plus it's such a great interruption from the work week indoors. Happy trails...oh, and Happy Valentines to all of you who, like me, alas do not have a valentine this year....

Politics & Pink

It's hard not to be discouraged with the new supreme court justice and the latest, yet oh so repetitive tone of Bush's State of My Monarchy speech. He's like the pied piper blowing away while half the country merrily follows him down that slippery slope of America becoming a police state where peaceful dissenters are silenced for speaking out. I do not comprehend what people see in him. First off, I want a president who's smarter than me, can speak the english language and most of all tells the truth. Why the masses believe in him to me appears as a "daddy, you'll take care of me, won't you?" attitude. Then they don't have to think about worldly things, like war vets coming home in a wooden box or maimed, not to mention the thousands in Iraqi casualties, or a disease stricken Africa plagued with treatable ailments, or a loophole in the McCain torture bill where the president exempts himself from the law. So they figure, hey, trust the guy to steer us right, and if we're lucky we won't be thrown in jail, like Cindy Sheehan, or spied on when we call overseas. Just because someone claims to be a churchgoing Christian or says he's really spying on Americans to keep us all safe from the Evil Terrorists doesn't mean it's true. Saying something over and over again with the regularity of a jackhammer may be a tried and true technique for wearing down the defenses of otherwise intelligent people, but who's really buying this shit?