spring-equinox-ten-thingsMy mother has always claimed January and February to be voodoo months. People are always dying in these months, it seems. They’re depressing, cold, and everything is gray. I guess you could view January as starting over, but I just see it from the perspective of standing at the foot of a very large mountain. And once we climb through snow and ice, darkness, and frigidness, we get to see the crocus on top–peeping out of the snow and ice. Finally…now that’s what I’m talking about. I have a tiny little tribe of daffodils in my flower bed. Each time I host Easter dinner, someone brings me a pot of them, and I plant them outside after they die. Of course it’s 75 degrees one day and 30 the next. They’re so freaked out, they don’t know what to do.

But we made it!!! Tomorrow is March. And then comes the expectations of spring, when in fact, it could very well snow. March is the month, that if it were a friend, it would most certainly be fair-weathered. You never know what to expect.

This week I get to pick up my son from college for spring break! I’m super excited to see him. I’ve never been away from him this long. I plan to drink up every minute we have together with him.


Today I got an offer in the mail for Blue Apron. Not sure, but it sounds like a wonderful idea. I mean, just get a box of a pre-planned meal delivered to your door? There has to be a catch. I haven’t done any research, but I’m sure it’s expensive. I think the coupon was for like $30.00 off. One meal? Do they know I feed my very own gang? How big is that box? I suppose it’s more for the workaholic couples or singles. Where going out to eat gets boring for them, but who has time to shop? Oh the horror! I think I remember that time? ………………..nope, not really. It’s all too fuzzy anymore!

I hope everyone has a wonderful week. Pretty big one, you know. March and hump day, all in one! I’m getting side-tracked tomorrow and going to view a planner I’ve had my eye on at Amazon. I found it offered at one of my local stores. I’ll be able to touch it and see if it meets my needs. As if I need another one? I’m still searching for wall space for the three calendars I got for a steal last weekend. Stop the madness.




In Today’s News…

where-to-go-on-holiday-in-februaryYes, this is Virginia in February. (not really, it’s a google generated picture, but it could be). I rode home with all the windows open in the car…I’ve been inhaling allergy medicine like cocaine…and all the daffodils have sprung! It’s crazy town. Did I mention it was February? This always happens. The warm weather comes in from the south, seduces you with a week of warm weather, you retire the socks, shed the coat, and BAM….it snows. The polar air overtakes and all those pretty flowers you just had to buy and plant because you want so desperately to see color in your gray and white yard, becomes frozen. I can’t tell you how much money I’ve lost in buying flowers too soon. This year they stay in the greenhouses until April. I mean it. I won’t let myself do it anymore.

I have a crazy bird at my window. It’s been there for over a week. (8 days to be exact) It comes around six in the morning, flings its body against the window…several fifty or more times…and continues this sick routine for hours on end. I even walk to the glass, yell at it…blurt obscenities that it’s Saturday and I don’t have to be awake, but it just watches me and flings itself even harder. I even have poop on the glass now. What the …..??? So my mom says it’s angels around the house. Possibly protecting, possibly signaling something. That’s all it takes, and I go to bed and dream I’m going to die. That next day I felt weird every minute. Like I received a message it was me, and this was it. I’m happy to report, I did not. 🙂

My son wants the new Switch thing that’s coming out. It’s a gaming device that you can take everywhere with you. Because who can’t just walk around and look at what’s in front of them without shooting a graphic-made gun at alien forms? He’s saved money since last year to buy it. Turns out they will have a select number of them at the stores on Thursday night…at midnight. Really? Is this to find out just who is crazy enough for them? I’m certain no sane person decided to drag people out at midnight. I want to know the reason behind it? Really. Why would they force me to drive 40 minutes in the dead of night for a game console? I’ve tried everything I know to get one in normal working hours. Nothing… Guess I’ll be the one driving slow through the parking lot, hoping not half the town is there to do the same thing. If I could only be guaranteed. Whatever. It’s the little things, right? I hope he remembers this when I lose my dentures one day, because I accidentally threw them away, rolled in a napkin, in my dirty bowl of oatmeal. And he has to buy me another set. Yeah, I’m sure the midnight Switch memory won’t even knock on his brain by then.

One more day until the weekend. I have a photo shoot Saturday. Wish me luck the camera doesn’t stall. Maybe that’s what the bird is signaling me…hmmmm….don’t get my picture taken. I wish I wasn’t, but there’s only so much more that I can take seeing me in that black coat on Amazon and Goodreads. Enough already. I’m packing a wardrobe of seasons for Saturday!

Have a great one! 🙂