I'm afraid my birthday cake caught up with me--I've just felt sluggy and achy all day. Maybe it's the 80 degree heat in February, or it being warm enough to eat lunch out at the picnic table when we should be sitting by the fire indoors. Will we be telling our great grandchildren about the time long ago when there were discernible seasons, even in California, that lasted for several predictable months, instead of the crazy fluctuating daily climate changes that we are gradually settling into…. Sorry, my neck hurts and it makes me out of sorts, cranky and full of doomsday ideas. Tune in tomorrow: I'm getting a tooth crown.