Here comes the sun, and I said...

I am a huge fan of Daylight Savngs time. 

I love long summer days and starry nights on the deck.

I do not like the need to hibernate descnding upon me like a huge pile of rocks. 

It has happened and the bitching has commenced. 

The children couldn't care less about daylight in the morning and neither could I. 

I felt bad for the high schoolers awaiting their buses in the dark but my kids hate being indoors by 5 or 6. 

They feel like the warmth of the sun is wasted when they little to no time to embrace it and I agree. 

And so we are already waiting the whispers of spring. 

And then we shall sing...

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,
And I say it's all right

Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,
And I say it's all right
It's all right

Shit! It's Cold!

Remember this?

That whole unfortunate winter thing, wherein I walked around through the holidays and well into Spring with a broken hand...that hurt like a bitch? I do. That damn thing still hurts and I have a tiny little scar where the bones punctured the skin.

Being brilliant and all I went and checked out the Farmer's Almanac online to see what we have in store for us.

Why, you ask?

Cause It's freakin' cold here! I had the AC on last week and now I've had to pull out pants. I even gave in and passed on the flip flops today. Poor Sprout was shivering at the football game this weekend. I closed the pool this weekend. (I would have done it sooner but Dena likes to live in fantasy land. Where its warm and Sunny. Like Florida. And she begged me to leave it open 2 weeks ago when I wanted to close it.)

My plants are all confused. Seriously. When mowing the lawn yesterday I noticed my Forsythia is blooming. Really? Yes. In October.

I vote we skip winter all together. Who's in?

Winter, Back Off!

Let's get down to business, my peeps.

I feel better. Whining, bitching and moaning may have really helped. That and trying to overdose on sudafed sinus. Do you think Meth-heads get sinus headaches? Cause really, that' why it takes secret squirrel action to buy it right?

Let me ask you a question...You give me the answer and I'll let you in on secrets too. Do you know what "LAW" means on Facebook? No, it's not cops. Someone's nephew was using it. Alot. We googled it and it has been removed from wiki for being offensive and shockingly the 21 yr old doesn't know either. Someone help me out here.

And what can I tell you in exchange? Home Depot liiiiiieeees. They lie I tell you! Since I felt better I embarked on more house shit. I fixed the gate, painted half my deck furniture and moved on to the business of prepping the deck for staining.

It's done I tell you. I am 99.9% certain Dena will disagree once she arrives off the road. She seems to think that being the only female, or person period for that matter, with even an ounce of construction experience that she knows "stuff." You see where this is headed already right? I don't care. I said it's done so it's done.
I used the stripper and waited for it to do it's magic. It filled my head with magical fantasies and promised me delight unending - kinda like porn only way more practical. I scrubbed it like they said. I kept it moist. I gently hosed it off...It didn't really strip the deck. Nope. Not so much. But it did clean up the crappy parts and the deck cleaner I had to scrub with after wards to neutralize it made it seem like I got it very clean.

I'm certain that it will rain for days on end now. We hit emergency water restrictions in our county. No watering. At all. Anything. Not even the new baby plants I put in this week...I keep bumping into my neighbors sneaking and watering in the middle of the night when I go outside. Hopefully all those folks suffering with flooding in the midwest can count on their runoff helping our water tables soon.

Oh and that pic? Yeppers...Dena reads here too and know I can promise you I will know when she stumbles across this.