My muse has deserted me, gone to warmer climes. We are mired in the 20’s. I have no inclination to go outside. I’ll just enjoy this lovely sunny day from inside the house. My dance card is empty. I get to stay home dressed in my comfiest clothes, in my flannel pants and hoodie. I’m going to schedule a nap. The dogs are ahead of me. They are both asleep on the couch.

The front steps are icy. I held on to the door to keep from sliding. When I got on the walkway, the sun glinting off the snow was so bright I couldn’t see when I went to get the paper. I stood unmoving on the walkway until my eyes adjusted. I made it safely from in to out and back again.

Adjectives to describe me today include sluggish, lethargic and my personal favorite, torpid. I think I can even out sloth a sloth. I am a champion of inertia.

My mother often gave me soup in my thermos on freezing days like today. Mostly it was either chicken noodle or tomato. She’d add a spoon, Saltines, a half sandwich and dessert, usually cookies, to my lunchbox. On the days after she’d grocery shopped, I’ll sometimes get a Hostess snack. I didn’t have a favorite. I loved the cream centers of the cupcakes. First, I’d pull off the chocolate frosting and put it to aside. It came off in one piece. Next, I’d eat my way to the cream center. The frosting was last (the icing off the cake, sorry I had to). My second favorite treat was Hostess Snoballs. It didn’t matter the color of the Snoballs. The pink and white marshmallow frosting tasted the same. My favorite part was the frosting was covered in specks of coconut. As with the cupcakes, I took the frosting off first and put it aside. It too came off in one piece. I always saved it for last.

I need to make more coffee.

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