Today is warmish. The sky is almost covered in light gray clouds, but some blue is holding steady. It will get as high as 47˚ but dip down again tonight to the 30’s. We have no wind, a good thing. I could go out, but I may not. My back is still a bother.

When I was a kid, I had two pairs of regular shoes. I had my school-church shoes and my play shoes. In the summer I wore sneakers, white sneakers. For a couple of winters I played CYO basketball, and my coach had us wear black high-tops. Back then girls did not wear Converse high-tops. What had to because my coach said they would protect our ankles. The only thing I hated was how many laces I had to tie. I actually still have a couple of pairs of high-tops: one is pink, the other purple. I wear them every now and then to match whatever clothes I’m wearing. No one looks twice at my feet when I wear them.

I was at the door talking to my guy who delivered groceries from Rory’s his morning. All of a sudden I noticed flowers blooming under a bush in the front garden. Two snowdrops have flowered. Winter must be slowing as snowdrops flower in late winter.

Henry did not try to attack Ryan, my delivery guy. Henry barely even barked. I don’t know if it is a one time thing, but his fierceness at the door is a behavior I have been working on for a while. He usually bares his teeth when UPS and the mailman deliver, but this morning he only stuck his nose out the door.

Duke, the boxer I grew up with, was protective of all of us. If he barked at the door, someone was close. I remember Duke almost went through the storm door when a guy was walking near my house during a snowstorm. We had to grab Duke, and it took two of us to hold him until he quieted down. Henry barks at people walking by, cars moving on the road in front of the house, kids playing basketball on the street three houses down and the man across the street when he opens his garage door. I used to check when Henry barked constantly at the front door, but most times I found no cause for the barking so I started calling Henry the dog that cried wolf. Mostly I now ignore him, but sometimes I am surprised to find a box or two on my front steps.

I am taking today off but will post tomorrow. My back is hurting. I am at the ow! ow! ow out loud stage. I went sleuthing on Google and found what is probably the cause, poor posture. I spend far too much time hunched over my computer. Yesterday I did a tiny bit of shopping but forgot Aleve, my main reason for the stop. I just ordered it ASAP for delivery from Walgreen’s. I am not happy!