February 12 - Also know as "How to get long arms"... or "The joys of a car"... or "the wimpy woman's whine"

I know, you're probably wondering about this picture of the day... i must say i was a little stumped for ideas today since i think i might be boring people with many images of snow and trees and skies (i might be addicted to those things). So to get some inspiration, i decided to don my boots and coat and mitts and hat (looking like a displaced Yeti) and head out to the grocery to buy orange juice - doesn't everyone need orange juice desperately on a Saturday afternoon at 1:00? I think yes! It didn't turn out to be as cold as the howling wind would have indicated and so i ended up nice and warm by the time i clomped into the store.
I had thought the benefits were numerous - i could stock up on Vitamin D, i would get some fresh air into my poor lungs, i would get a little exercise, i would save some fuel in my car and thus the environment so i felt pretty good about myself! Well, goes to show pride goes before a fall (or a stretch).
I gathered my orange juice, and somehow a few other things managed to sneak their way into my bag (i only brought one, figuring that would at least limit me), but they all fit into the bag and it wasn't seemingly so bad, i mean, little old ladies regularly walk to the store and if they could do it, so could i! I think i might have forgotten that they often have handy-dandy little carts to carry their groceries. But i'm young and (relatively) healthy. No problems. About half-way home, i began have indications that i might have overestimated my strength and began to be a bit afraid that if i carried on the way i was going, i would end up with one really long arm and one short one.
I mean, having longer arms could have benefits - you could group-hug more people, you'd be able to pick apples from higher branches than the average joe, you could hold more library books in your arms. But it might have drawbacks as well - uneven hugs, difficulties finding shirt and sweaters that fit and many other such things.
So i hobbled along the last few blocks to home frequently switching from side to side and thinking that the kilometerage of the trip had increased ten fold while i was in FreshCo! Amazing how that happens eh?
I am fortunately safely home, i've measured my arms and i believe they're still okay just in case you were worried... just a little shaky! I guess, to be forewarned, is to be forearmed?? oh boy..