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Gosh Lucy, It's Foggy Out There

It's come to my attention that while there is a noticeable absence of snow in SE Louisiana, there is an abundance of fog. It's all about the moderate temperatures and the onshore wind from the Gulf of Mexico. This morning the temperature is in the mid-fifties, and the matching dew point is fueling a moderate fog that will take a couple of hours to burn off and give us a sunny day.
Having this short experience here might be an anomaly, but it appears to be a common experience. I'm making that judgment from the reaction of the weather people down here; they are not reporting this with that golly gee whiz was getting a lot of fog presentation.  Let me see, fog versus snow? Fog wins because you don't have to shovel it.

Back to Provincial Environs.
It's looking like the Jordello's (Jordan/Costello) will be relocating to Appleton. We are working with a landlord for a lease. Why Appleton? It's not that Maria has a job, although things are looking good. No, rather, we are now in a position where we have to move, and looking at the options from an affordability standpoint, we can get what we want for less rent in Appleton. That's without the bonus of being nearer to what amounts to about half of our grandchildren. It looks like we will being back in the Badger State by April 1, if not a week or so earlier.

Please think before you share this with anybody. Gordon hasn't been around for a while, and I haven't told him we are leaving. I wouldn't want him to hear it from the grapevine.

The Size of It
By now, Maria and I have gone for the longest period of separation in our entire relationship. It looks like it will continue for another three weeks. I see one problem when the time for us to resume our lives together arrives.

We sleep in a king-sized bed. I always make the bed. I have noticed that my customary side of the bed (which, for the record, is the side that is closest to the bathroom) is slowly but surely moving to the middle of the bed.

Like most boundaries, this one must be respected. However, I will argue that the intrusion is not purposeful in its progress, but rather it is the unconscious effort to find comfort. Or, could it be an attempt to find the warmth of my mate? Men, We are such simple animals.

Talk about spitting in the ocean.
Louisana holds its primary election on March 5th. I'm registered to vote. My question is, should I?
In a state where very few politicians admit being a Democrat and the Tea Party, with the blessings of Grover Norquist, run the state, there are few choices I can make.

Frankly, even the Democrats are scary down here. I won't repeat the long story of how a Democrat was elected Governor don here, but it's enough to explain that he ran on a Pro-Gun, Pro-Life, and against Common Core agenda.

I will be registered in Wisconsin in time to make my vote count for our next President.  I will be patient and be looking forward to voting for anybody but Scott Walker.

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