January 17, 2011-Brrrrrrrr!!!!

It was 10 below zero this morning!!! At 5:30 am it was 4 below then it went to 6 below then to 10 below by 8 am. Then it finally started going up again. The sun is out bright today but oh, it's so cold. I feel so sorry for the little critters. The birds have to keep lifting one leg at a time and tucking it underneath them to get it warm. It's only going up to about 15 today. Then later tonight it's going to start warming up and tomorrow is going to be a mix of snow and sleet I guess. Weird weather. Such extremes in temperatures.
Anyway. I'm glad I'm inside a nice, warm apartment. I had some slight pain in that back area on the right side again this morning but it went away. I'm sure I just over strained it when I went out the other day. Today I feel pretty good. I keep looking at my hair and know I have to cut it again but am just too lazy to do it lately. I have to be in the mood or get sick of it enough to do it..
I never heard from Nina all weekend. I'm a little pissed at her now. She could have brought the kids over long before now. She starts back at the college tomorrow I think. She's been off for a month. I guess she won't miss me when I'm gone. Kids get older and have their own lives so her kids won't even care to come over any more. But that's life I guess. Some kids are real close to their parents and some aren't. My fault probably because they lived with their father most of the time when they were young and only came with me in the summers. And anytime that they wanted to when I lived back in the valley. When they got old enough to leave their father's house they did come to live with me. I had the bar though and wasn't home a lot to be with them. My family is not a close knit one like others are. Maybe it's because we all went our own ways after our mother died and some were adopted out and some went into foster homes. We never had the love of both parents growing up. Our father was a drunk. Mom tried her best but she had too many kids and her body just couldn't take it and she died at 40 years old in childbirth. It was not an easy life. Dad beat her and us kids all the time. She was better off leaving this earth. Poor woman. She really should have left him but she was always afraid to.
I got married so I wouldn't have to go into a foster home. Married a jerk that I had only known two months who ended up being a pervert that molested my sister when she was 12 years old. My daughter doesn't like me talking about that. She thinks he isn't like that because he never bothered them but perverts never change. I feel like writing a letter just before I die about all that. My daughters will be pissed at me if I do but what will I care after I'm dead. Ha!
Don't know why I'm going on about that stuff. I better get off this computer and enjoy the view outdoors while the sun is shining.
Have a nice day everyone.