Springtime Fresh...

Ever seen Bambi?

You know that scene where everyone is twitterpated?

I feel like that. All of a sudden, I'm having a whorey day. It's certainly better than moping and feeling unattractive, that's for sure!

Now? I gotta eat some lunch. And then I'm riding my bike to go pay the rent. Let's just hope I don't run into the Water Guy...who knows what might happen!

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I just got a call from the bank where I had that bad interview.  They want me to drive an hour tomorrow morning for another interview.  I told them I would.  And now?  I just don't want to...but that's not the point of this post!

It was almost 80 yesterday, and it's looking to be about the same today!

I would have been stupid NOT to ride my bike yesterday.  So, off I went in my black tank top and black and blue plaid shorts.  I wanted a tan.  I figured I'd burn.  I didn't really do much of either, despite being out in the sun for almost an hour.  But there's plenty more year left, and I am determined to be tan (without using a tanning bed) before Pride this year!  And I'm hoping to avoid a farmer's tan for once in my life.  We shall see.

Speaking of seeing...I met this happy lady on my ride:



She was chasing a stick thrown by her man.  I rode up and heard a big SPLASH!!!  I thought, "Gosh, I hope that wasn't what it sounded like!  It was not.



She was a good fetcher!  Her man and I chatted a little about how she was living the high life...and how she touched the Kish so she's never leaving DeKalb again.  But hey, when your whole life is get-the-stick, get-the-stick, get-the-stick, I think DeKalb is a pretty good place to be damned.

It certainly is pretty this time of year.  It almost makes me forget about winter entirely when the Violets start poking their white and purple heads up.



They're my next favorite, after Daffodils...maybe because they usually pop their heads up right after.



We were all enjoying the sun.  And today?  I think I'm going to do the same once more.  Who knows...maybe I'll see the Water Guy leaping into the Kish to fetch something...

Except...i just got a phone call from a friend who wants me to help her move.  Right.  I'd almost forgotten.  Maybe I'll just ride my bike over there.

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April Fool's...

My inbox is surprisingly quiet this morning. No pranks. No pregnancy scares. Nothing.

The Seder dinner last night was great! I met some new friends and saw some old friends. I think I enjoyed myself a tad much. Lots of laughs were had, and lots of drunk stories were told.

Tomorrow I'm going to a friend's house to color Easter eggs. I haven't done that in years, so it should be a fun time. I'm bringing what's left of the cake I baked yesterday FROM SCRATCH! Y'all? I've never baked a cake from scratch in my life! I've never wanted to. And yesterday I wanted cake so bad I MADE ONE FROM SCRATCH! I wanted it to be all chocolate frosting, but apparently we only had half-a-cake's worth. So it's half chocolate, half vanilla. I'm as amazed as everyone that it came out. Seriously...

There's nothing better than a piece of yellow cake with chocolate frosting for breakfast!

It's still really quiet in cyberspace. Outside, though, the birds are singing springtime hymns and the sun is shining like mad. I keep waiting for the snow to suddenly crash down on us and all the birds to shout, "APRIL FOOL'S!" But the beat goes on...

I think I'm going to spend the day outside today. Anyone up for a bike ride?

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What Can Brown Do For You?

Why does the UPS guy always show up when I'm naked? Seriously...

And why is my boyfriend getting strange packages that I have no idea about? And why didn't he respond to my text about it?

This morning is full of mysteries! Oooh boy! I'ma put on my brown houndstooth detective cap with the flaps and put my pipe in my mouth, grab my magnifying glass, and search for clues!

It's getting closer to my birthday, so I won't be opening that package. Who knows what's in it. The last time a strange package showed up at our door it was a Frank N. Furter costume. This time? Who knows!

Let me tell you. I'm a little spastic this morning for no good reason. I thought I'd already blogged, and then I realized I hadn't. And it's not even 10! What's the deal? I haven't had this kind of energy since...well, before I was fired, that's for sure.

AND!!!!

It's gonna be 70 this week. 75!!! Maybe it won't snow on my birthday (Apr. 11) for once! The last 2 years, it has snowed. Bitches. But hey...it's supposed to be 65 today. Maybe I'll go ride my bike. It sure would help me get rid of this spastic energy. BAH!!!!!!

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Twitterpated...

It is Spring, y'all! How do I know? I went out last night without a coat on. The library had their front doors standing wide open. And it's been raining for days.

All I need is for Robb to tell me he's done for the season at the ski hill, and we're set. Heck, I even rode my bike the other day! I thought I was going to die, but I rode it.

In other news, I am letting my facial hair grow out. I'm keeping it clean, but I sort of like it, and I've had two compliments on it. Robb apparently likes the scruffy look more than he thought he would. Pictures will follow, eventually.

Has anyone ever read Maxwell Strangewell? I'm LOVING it.

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