Ah...

CHOO!

Yep, it's that time of year... spring. I love spring. No, really I do. I hate the allergies though. Waking up with goopy eyes. Not being able to breath because your head is so stuffed with crud... Sneezing a gazillion times in a row...

I feel like some twisted version of the 7 dwarves... Sneezy, Itchy, Snotty, Drippy, Runny, Watery, Sleepy... Notice that there is no Happy... I am anything but when I am so icky.

If I could just find an allergy medicine that worked with out making me sleepy... I've tried pretty much everything out there... they all either don't do anything, or I could just sit and drool on myself cause I'm so out of it.

I used to say that I would never wish a divorce on my worst enemy... add allergies to that too...

Off to find some tissues...

Looking for a recipe...

I'm looking for a recipe... it's a bit unusual, this recipe I'm searching for. I want to make me some groundhog stew.

That furry thing was wrong. We were lied to. Early spring my big toe!

I don't consider 37 degrees with wind gusts of 40 mph an early spring. I don't consider the possibility of a "Snow event" on Wednesday an early spring.

Why do they say that? "Snow event"... are they selling tickets? If so, I want a refund. I don't want snow. I don't want sleet or freezing rain. I don't want cold weather. I want Spring. I want my trees to grow, and my flowers to grow, and I want to open the windows and let the fresh air in.

When the weather guys and gals are calling for a "Snow event" it usually means one thing. They have absolutely no idea what's going to happen. We'll either get nothing, or we'll get dumped on. The other phrase they like? "Accumulating Snows". When they use them together... I get scared. Not because it means that we'll get feet of snow, just that every ya-hoo will be in the store buying all the bread, milk, eggs and toilet paper they can fit in their cars. And at the first flake, the schools will close, and every single person on the road will drop their speed and IQ by great amounts... If they are so afraid to drive, they should stay home. They aren't going to get so much snow that they can't survive on the bread, milk and eggs they already have. I just hope that the "Snow event" gets this leg of the tour cancelled.

I know I for one won't miss it.

Bugs...

I really hate bugs. They are nasty disgusting things...

Oh wait, I don't mean the creepy, crawly kind, I mean the germy kind. (Though I'm not too fond of the crawly kind either...)

It seems there is a bug in my house. Last week, Kay had something. Not sure what, she didn't complain that anything hurt, just that she lost her voice. It went away after a couple days, and she's better... she's pretty wiped out though...

Now, Nikki has that bug. She however complains more. She says that her throat hurts, and she can't swallow. Lovely. Now, while I'm not a doctor, and I don't play one on TV, I have had my share of Strep Throat. I get it almost every winter, sometimes twice in one season... and one time bad enough I was in the ER hooked up to IV antibiotics for the day. Yeah, I know my strep. So, armed with my knowledge, I looked in her throat, and it doesn't look like Strep. It was kinda bumpy, but not the kind of bumpy that is strep. I really don't think that's what it is... but we have an appointment tomorrow to have it checked out.

Wonder if I can get a dose of meds for me... my glands are a little swollen, and I really don't want to spend a day in the ER again...

Maybe I'll just call my Dr, and see what she says... Of course then I'll probably have to get a dose of this... even more joy...

In the mean time, I think it's time to get the Lysol out and do a little exterminating... Oh joy.

Something to spice things up a bit...

You know how things can sometimes become mundane? That the things you used to look forward to are no longer as exciting?

I'm there.

I feel like I'm in a rut, and can't see the way out... at work, at home, at play (if you get my drift... ;) ).

I looked through the paper yesterday at all the pretty jobs... There were enough to choose from, but I found fault with all of them.

I do the same things all the time at home, and it's getting a little old... Monday run here, Tuesday run there, Saturday run here and there and then back here and there again!

My play... let's just say we've become "efficient" ... I'll just leave it at that...

But I will ask for some input on what you do when the worklife and the homelife become a bit "same old". How do you add the spice?

As for my playlife... you aren't allowed to comment on that one, thanks.

So, I think I have the post holiday blues...

There's all this running around, decorating, shopping, wrapping, visiting.... and then now? Nothing. My living room looks 3 times as big as it did this time 2 weeks ago. There are no pretty lights in the windows... no gifts scattered underfoot... Oh, wait, that's a good thing.

It seems so sad to drive down the street and see all the trees abandoned by the curb. Some have the last remnants of tinsel still clinging to their branches. Just a few weeks ago they were all lit with lights, branches heavy with ornaments, the backdrop for numerous family photos... Now? Trash.

The cookies are eaten, the egg nog carton is empty, and the leftovers have been either eaten or thrown out.

There's no excitement in bringing in the mail, there aren't any cute cards, or pictures of friends and family to find and wonder over how much time has passed since you've last seen them. Now all we get in the mail are bills, and credit card offers. Who gets excited over those? Not me.

Oh, and the even most worstest part? I don't get another paid holiday until Memorial Day... in MAY! That's just so not fair.

Can I PLEASE pack away the summer clothes?

So... It's January 9th. Is it cold where you are? Saturday, just 4 days ago, it was 70. Yes, you read that right- Seventy!

I watch the snow falling on Colorado, and I feel a slight twinge of envy. Not much though. I mean I like the snow. It's pretty. For a day. Then it's grimy and gray, and nasty. I like winter. The air is cold and crisp and for a change from the summer when I can't see the Harbor from the bridge because of all the haze, on a crisp, cold winter day I can see the city clear enough to see the individual windows lit up on the buildings.

Today is a little more seasonal, and the weather man even used the "F" word. No, not that "F" word... He said "Flurries". I wouldn't mind some flurries. It would make it feel more like I think it should for the 9th of January. I don't want the 8 foot snow drifts that they have in Colorado, but I would like some snow.

Global warming? I don't know... there's been lots of talk about the ice caps melting and polar bears being endangered... I just hope that if we're going to all roast to death, that it takes a couple hundred years so that all the ancestors that I might think about, I won't really know. Does that even make sense?

Hopefully I won't have just jinxed myself and we now get dumped on. That would be just my luck...