I can see the mountains on the other side of the valley! Hallelujah, the inversion is gone!

It's grey and rainy, but during lulls when the clouds retreat up the sides of the mountains for a few hours

YOU CAN SEE THE FUCKING MOUNTAINS!

And don't you know that mountains hate being caught doing stuff like that when the clouds move without warning. It's like, "Oh! Humans! Nothing to see here, look over there. Hey, what's that in the lake!" But granite can't do subtle.

Right on, Susan!

And believe me, I'm eating toward the upper end of what the plan allows, and some days exceeding it slightly--I'd be fainting from hunger and low blood sugar at the minimum end.

Back in the day when I did Weight Watchers (this was, oh, 1998 or 1999), if I was exercising regularly, I consistently ate 2-5 points above the maximum for my weight group, and still lost 1-2 pounds a week.

The moral of the story? "Exercise and you can eat more." Or, perhaps, "People: different. Who knew?" Or, perhaps, "Buy American." t /S2 Xander

connie, isn't that the best feeling when the mountains reappear? Ours usually only disappear to inversion/pollution over the summer--in the winter it's the clouds. But either way, I love it when the air clears/the sun comes out, and it's like, "Hey! Mountains! Great big mountains! Still there after all."

ita, you're right.

:: smiles with deep satisfaction after glaring challengingly at ita, and living to tell the tale ::

"Hey! Mountains! Great big mountains! Still there afterall."

I looked out the back windows and actually did a double-take. "That's right! You can see those mountains from here!"

And don't you know that mountains hate being caught doing stuff like that when the clouds move without warning. It's like, "Oh! Humans! Nothing to see here, look over there. Hey, what's that in the lake!" But granite can't do subtle.

BWAH! Love it. So true.

I half-expect to get in a fender bender someday because I and/or the other driver drove around a bend and caught sight of Mount Rainier in all its monstrous volcanic glory after it's been absent or barely visible in faint outline form for a month or so.

It's really hard to make yourself watch the road on those days. Pretttyyyy giant dormant volcano.

It's very hard not to see mountains in LA, but after the rain's scrubbed everything clean (which is happening again, dammit) you go from nice, nearby, yellowy mountains, to nearby green mountains, and then a couple of beats .. wait! More mountains! Far away! With ... white stuff??!? Were those always there?

Pretttyyyy giant dormant volcano.

I love the way it just sits there, all by itself, going "Yup, I'm big, I'm pretty, I could blow up any year now. I'm da mountain."

Why am I picturing mountains wearing reversed baseball caps or tutus? Perhaps I'm anthropomorphosizing them a bit much.

I have no mountains to see, but the sky is ridiculously clear here. I wish that 'bright' translated better into 'warm'.