Bad weather is not good for walking. Every pretty day, I make sure I'm up and out pounding the pavement. On the cold days... it's harder... I will pace the house, but it drives people a bit crazy, me walking around. Plus, I don't fair well breathing in the cold, cold air. Makes me cough and my asthma flare up...

I still feel like I'm eating too much... but my sister, Mary, says I don't eat enough. I wish I could just stop eating.... LOL, but that can't happen... It doesn't help with my niece is always hungry and is always griping about food... there are no snack foods here.. and there's a reason for that. I'm going to have to send her home... or kill her... and since I can't do that... I'll have to send her home. We have a kitchen full of food, but none of it suits her.... she want's something from the restaurant down the road... I don't think there's very much worse than a whining 14 year old. She never used to whine when she was little... but she's damn good at it now.

There is no support here... only criticism... why do I try?... cause I want to stay alive... and that's not going to happen unless I make it happen.

I'm going to get some work done... stay out of the kitchen.