Shake it up, baby
Do you feel the change in the air?
It’s only President’s weekend, but I already feel like there’s something in the meme (a disturbance in the Force, Luke). Many people were actually on kind of a high after the weekend’s Democratic caucus, possibly seeing a light at the end of this weird tunnel we’ve been living in the last few years.
My family, too, was quite happy with the change in temperature. Spring began sproinging this weekend, it seemed. My son, Hunter, was learning to jump rope on the sidewalk in front of the house. I’m pleased to say that he gets his grace from his mother.
I, on the other hand, spent the weekend embroiled in an epic battle with my laptop. As I mentioned last week, I’m taking a Unix class to gain the skills to help overthrow Bill Gates’ evil Windows empire. I observed the beautiful weather from the interior of my office, at times cursing and screaming so loudly at the computer that I disturbed my pets outside.
I did, however, make it to the gym twice. For those who’re curious about how the Atkins Diet is going for me, I’m still weighing in at 225, barely a reduction from when I wrote the diet story “The Fat and the Furious” in December. People keep commenting, though, that all the exercise is reapportioning the fat. Fine by me.
As I write this, the official first day of spring is only 32 days away, and the wind is kicking up a fuss outside. I have yet to buy the 2 by 12s with which I’m going to construct my raised vegetable garden, but I’ve already begun fantasizing about little green sprouts reaching their grasping fingers from the soil.
It’s as former news editor Deidre Pike is so fond of saying, “It’s all good.” How could it be anything else?
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