Some Good News
I realize this blog has been way short on anything of import lately and I don't care. No one is making you read this. If you've got something better to do, knock yourself out. No hard feelings.
Meanwhile, I realized something yesterday that should be noted for the record: I got a cold, right? Ok, here's the thing...pretty much the only time I get a cold is during the transition from one season to another. I was healthy as an ox on the Vernal Equinox and all the subsequent weeks thereafter. Not a sniffle or a tickle or a coughy moment to be had.
But now I have a cold: spring has really actually arrived. Finally.
Me and Puxatauwny Phil, people. Trust.
Meanwhile, I realized something yesterday that should be noted for the record: I got a cold, right? Ok, here's the thing...pretty much the only time I get a cold is during the transition from one season to another. I was healthy as an ox on the Vernal Equinox and all the subsequent weeks thereafter. Not a sniffle or a tickle or a coughy moment to be had.
But now I have a cold: spring has really actually arrived. Finally.
Me and Puxatauwny Phil, people. Trust.
Labels: spring
cobbled together by Moi at 10:44 AM
15 Comments:
Snoxtatawnie Fluff
but what will happen when you get better!?!
lorraine, are you an agent of the global warming conspiracy?
hehehe...
lol, that makes me think of Groundhog Day. Lordy but I do love me some Bill Murray:
"I'm a god. I'm not *the* God... I don't think"
eric is on a roll today...I am his biggest fan..
ohmigosh
I was just, not 10 minutes ago, saying to a friend '...the groundhog saw his shadow ... only 6 weeks of spring left...' and not you've mentioned Phil, too.
get well soon! i'll bring over some tea and pie, would that be OK?
You're funny, honey.
No, no Danny, nothing like that. Only the ability to snorfle when the seasons change...specifically the transition from winter to spring and summer to fall. The other two don't seem to be as powerful with me for some reason.
Hat, no lie. Adore that movie. "You're not a god. You can take my word for it; this is twelve years of Catholic school talking".
Sage, he'll be happy to hear that.
Great minds and all that, Anne. And tea and pie would be delicious. Of course, she can't have the pie which means we'll have to have her share. Shoot. Oh well.
Hey, who else could go for some flapjacks right now?
Flapjacks sound better than anything I've got in the house right now. Shall I bring the maple surple...uh, syrup?
is it too early for flapjacks?
Oh, Syd, I positively absolutely adore maple surple!
Lost, I like to say a prayer and drink to world peace.
You're like an X-man superhero!
flapjacks? I thought we were having pie? I've got rhubarb and apple with cheddar on top, which one should I bring?
My nose is running and the bears are up- yep it's spring!
Everything on this blog is of great import! Tiny, personal details are just as welcome as complex political declamations. Tap the keys that take your fancy.
I kinda am, Sling. Thank heaven I have the gams for those leotardish things we have to wear.
Bring both please, Anne. Rhubarb for me, I think, but I don't know what Lost would like. And don't mind us. We're just amusing ourselves with a "Groundhog Day" party game until you arrive.
Ah, Cuz, yet another family thing I see.
DA, that can't possibly be true but it was swell of you to say and I may have to emblazon that quote over my laptop.
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