After enjoying what can only be described as truly perfect January weather the last few days things are about to change. After several days in a row in the mid to high 60’s (20C) we wiped the smiles off the horses’ faces today when we put sheets and blankets back on. Tomorrow evening is even bringing with it the possibility of a little bit of snow. This time the snow has at least been mentioned several times and middle Tennesseans are having a more normal response to the possibility of frozen precipitation. 
As I was putting on blanket after blanket today I snapped at Jason several times. I will admit that chasing down runners and stuffing them into blankets was starting to make me a bit testy. After taking my frustration out on Jason for at least the nineteenth time I made an announcement. I told him I wasn’t going to complain for 30 days and I wasn’t going to subject him to my unparalleled snark and sarcasm. Since I had already put my foot in my mouth I decided to make sure I shoved it down my throat and followed this up by saying every time I did I was going to write it down. I’ve read a few articles about this and I guess they made enough of an impression on me that I made a spontaneous promise that I am now obliged to keep.
What the heck was I thinking
What idiot came up with this concept of not complaining anyway

This really sucks

What on earth made me commit to something that I don’t have a snowball’s chance of achieving  
Needless to say you can see that I’m struggling. A lot. I am looking forward to seeing if I am able to achieve some personal growth over the next 30 days since it is overwhelmingly obvious to me that this is an area where I could use some serious improvement. Since I don’t carry around a pen and paper I sat down to start my “complaint” journal once I was in the house this evening. After realizing I was going to be on probably page six of my notebook if I kept everything single spaced, I settled on one entry in my no complaining/snarking/sarcasm journal for the day:  I desperately need to learn how to keep my mouth shut.
Given that it is supposed to be 40 degrees and raining all day tomorrow, I have about 27 loads of laundry to do and I’m also in the middle of 30 days of not eating any sugar or artificial sweeteners at all . . let’s just say I’m expecting to have some lengthy entries into the no complaining/snarking/sarcasm journal tomorrow. Wish me luck.
Flyer waiting for breakfast
Johnny and Lighty were having some fun while waiting for breakfast
Walden and Fabrizzio
B-Rad and Alex
Donovan and Johnny
Thomas, Moe and Homer
a nice sunrise
Kennedy having a good roll with Clayton watching
Stormy and Walon