Standing at the Trailhead of Winter

 

Happy birthday to me! It's official -- I can order off the senior menu at Denny's. That makes me completely happy. And I must be looking older these days. The checkout clerk at Jewel asks me every time I go in if I'm a senior, wanting to give me the 10% off the entire basket. Only their senior is 62. So far, I've said no, but the next time she asks me, I'm going to say yes. If she insists on asking and thinks I actually look 62, then I'm going to just go with it. I'd love to get 10% off my grocery bill. I thought about riding my bike to work, but the wind chill talked me out of it. I don't mind 11 degrees, but a -5 windchill just doesn't feel all that great when riding the bike. So instead, I walked to Uptown. I started out, got about a block and a half away then remembered I 'd not saved the PPT I'd made for the Honors class today. I turned around, trudged back to the apartment and saved it. Which then reminded me I'd forgotten my hand...

March! So good to see you. You are my favorite month, you know that, right? And you didn't disappoint yesterday with the mostly sunny day, warm enough to get a lovely long walk in, to roll down the Jeep window while I drove to the store. Warm enough I only had to wear a long sleeved shirt. No sweater. No sweatshirt. You are a month of change, handing the reins that'd belonged to Winter over to Spring (though I hear Winter is having a bit of a fit right now, not wanting to give up the reins, threatening to bring cold and snow again tonight and tomorrow). I don't envy you your job, having to convince Winter it's time to rest. She is quite headstrong and full of energy. And she really does have three more weeks to spread her fun, so you can't be too hard on her just yet. Between you and me, I like your style of sprinkling in a warm day here, a warm day there, just to give Winter notice. Well done, March, well done. For today, I chose to stay inside and work. Catchi...