Still Gray, Still Wet, Still Dreary

7:37

I was up at 6:30, dreaming about a Big Mac.  Go figure!  It still surprises me how dark it is at that hour when I walk outside to get our paper, The Post Journal.  It's warm, with temperatures in low 60's later in the day but snow still predicted for Sunday morning.  The lake is still mostly frozen although there is an alley of open water along our shoreline where the ducks can float by or dive for weeds.

Life is sure boring when you are not feeling well.  Both Evie and I are suffering from colds but mine seems to be getting better, Evie's worst.  Hopefully, today we both start our climb back towards normal.  As a result, neither of us felt like doing much yesterday.  Dinner was already made, the leftover moussaka from Wednesday as was lunch, a couple of soups.  Along with soup, Evie made me an avocado sandwich, gathering enough mojo to make it.  Perhaps our biggest act of the morning was to take a shower which made both of us feel better for an hour or two.

The rest of the morning and afternoon was spent on couches, usually with Evie in the TV room watching something on TV and playing Words With Friends.  I was on the living room couch, reading the third book of Don Winslow's POWER OF THE DOG trilogy, which describes in detail the consequences of the War On Drugs, begun in the 1980's, the appetite for heroin, marijuana and cocaine in the States, the violence in Mexico as the cartels battle to fulfill the American appetites.  I just finished THE POWER OF THE DOG, having read THE CARTEL earlier.  And I am now into the third volume, THE WALL.  Each novel is thick, over 600 pages.  All three remind me of the Netflix series NARCOS. They are good reads and though fiction, Winslow has done amazing research on the drug wars.

First Bufflehead

We did gather in the living room around 5:00, to have a spritzer and we were able to view our first bufflehead duck, to go along with the mallards and Canadian geese, all three on their way north.  Dinner involved heating up the moussaka in a microwave and making salad although neither of us was very hungry.  We watched an old Real Time with Bill Maher, another Home Town, before Evie went up to bed, leaving me to watch some basketball until 10:15 when I had enough and went up to bed as well.