And the sun is rising when I drive my son to school at 7 am. Yahoooo!
It’s gonna be 48 here and sunny today. Wahoooooooo!
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After our next ice/sleet/sludge storm it might hit 50 here! Yeah!!
Oh. Another ice/sleet/sludge storm on the way first? Bummer.
I’m changing into my sweats and going for a walk at lunch!
I got my workout last night jumping up and down and screaming at the Patriots
Apparently it worked. I was thinking things must be pretty rosy in Darlaville today.
There’s something about consistently leaving work in the dark that robs the soul of all light, you know?
Yes! I don’t leave till 6:30, though, so it’ll be a while for me!
Big bummer. I went for a walk in the sunshine at lunch and I feel totally energized. We humans are walking, talking solar batteries.
I get my fix by the river in the morning. I couldn’t survive without it!
Last year, the Mayor of New York *dropped* Staten Island Chuck (for real) and poor Chuck died a few days later. This year, the mayor refrained from attending the ceremony.
Jeez, that means endless winter for New York, right?
I think it’s why Trump won. Spooky groundhog voodoo.
Could be. I think the stars were all in alignment.
I like the way you think, Peg.
Looking on the bright side here in Central Standard Time.
Yeah to the longer days. That cheers me greatly! I do remember the gloom of CST being one hour behind MI. Back in the day, it was great living in Chicago. I could watch Johnny Carson at 10:30 instead of an hour later. How I loved that show…
You are one who definitely needs the sun to survive and thrive, eh?
One of my favorite things about spring is the slow progression of days with more sunlight. It warms my soul.
It does, doesn’t it?
Will be 69 tomorrow, and 72 the day after here in February in the ATL. (I love the south.) So, Ppppfffttt to Phil!
That’s just about perfect weather! Except y’all have to deal with summer then, and…ugh.
Don’t hate me because I’m southern.
In other way, the winter is coming to an end when we leave the office at 5 and see our own shadow.
Around here we don’t need a groundhog to forecast the weather. All we have to do is walk past the pregnant cat lounging on our back porch. Believe me, Spring is on the way.
Hmmm. I never heard of that barometer. But whatever works. 🙂
Well, so much for my pregnant cat theory. We got eight inches of snow last night and there’s more on the way. Sigh….
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