Urgh ~ Blog 42

Ideally, this would be an experiential blog. We'd talk about the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum, complete with photos. There would be a review of the Science Museum. Pictures from the top of the Prudential Building. A breakdown of what an "esplanade" is and a discussion of the Red Sox pitching staff for next year (overpaid and underwhelming).

But it's rainy. Perhaps you heard there would be a snow storm on the East Coast. The thing about being on the coast is the ocean keeps our air warmer than the inland areas. That's why it's pouring rain right now.

An ordinary 2.5-year-old chocolate lab would be dying right now. Dukakis, Daisy Duke's predecessor, would be clinging to the ceiling with his toenails. Throw a damn tennis ball! Throw a sock, I'll chase it! Daisy Duke spent the last two hours on her back, paws in the air, head cuddled into my side on the couch.

Netflix has The West Wing on instant streaming. This was discovered yesterday; we're currently watching the seventh episode of Season 1.

There is a vague sense of underachievement in the air. This is the voice that has helped me keep excess weight off my frame for the last 10 years. It says we should be exercising. We should be cleaning. We should be *doing* something.

It isn't easy to take a day off. Maybe I spent 25 years striving to do nothing more than watch my favorite TV and movie shows and maybe that's why there is this sense of guilt. You should be moving or you'll be fat again.

But it's cold and it's raining and Toby Ziegler's got a thing going on right now, so we're going to stay right here. Happy early New Year.