My back's out. I HATE March. My arthritis goes nuts, I get frequent migraines, I'm all dry skin and nasty itchy, and it's either rain/snow/slush nasty or windy/muddy nasty. :( The only things I like about March are the occasional thunderstorms and the crows.
BLAH!
I'm still struggling with Ostara. I feel nothing but wretched, making the concept of celebrating anything anathema. The fact that March=mudsnow for me makes the idea of a land of green grass, bunnies, eggs, birds, flowers, and other assorted signs of fertility more like a taunt than a vision of Ontario at Ostara.
I've tried being positive about it, I've tried reminding myself that it's spring in other parts of the world. It doesn't work.
Any help?
Merp. Beading too much tonight. I know I'd be in agony sitting here so long, if I could feel my back. IF I could - drugs r good at the moment. It's at most an annoying twinge every now and then.
Alright. I want cookies and I want a Coke, but I have neither. I will have to settle for beads and diet root beer, I guess, and just keep waiting for J to come home.
-M.
BLAH!
I'm still struggling with Ostara. I feel nothing but wretched, making the concept of celebrating anything anathema. The fact that March=mudsnow for me makes the idea of a land of green grass, bunnies, eggs, birds, flowers, and other assorted signs of fertility more like a taunt than a vision of Ontario at Ostara.
I've tried being positive about it, I've tried reminding myself that it's spring in other parts of the world. It doesn't work.
Any help?
Merp. Beading too much tonight. I know I'd be in agony sitting here so long, if I could feel my back. IF I could - drugs r good at the moment. It's at most an annoying twinge every now and then.
Alright. I want cookies and I want a Coke, but I have neither. I will have to settle for beads and diet root beer, I guess, and just keep waiting for J to come home.
-M.