NOT WHAT I ORDERED

THIS DOES NOT LOOK LIKE SPRING TO ME!

 Yet this was the scene that greeted me when I woke this morning.

Wrong in so many ways.

"If you know all 4 seasons: 

almost winter, winter, still winter, and road construction, 

you live in Oregon ."

 ~ Jeff Foxworthy

This poor little plum tree used to be erect...

and those pink-ish things were blossoms.

I am having a lot of trouble with this being "spring".

I know its from growing up in Cali.

Roxy is a Cali girl too...

and this is as close as she would get to the snow in her yard.

 

(Good thing she has this little strip under the over-hang 

for her business needs.)

I get a text from Bear...

"75 degrees!  Going to hit the beach!"

She's in San Diego.

I am envious.

The man and I are sitting and watching the news.

He gets a phone call telling him that 

he shouldn't come in to work tonight...

his job is having a snow day.

 

 

I suppose I should look at the silver lining...

the man and I got an unexpected day together.

We ran around town looking for

Babylon 5.

The series and the movie collection...

all together or one by one.

We found zip.

 

 

Then we made a bet.

I lost!

Now I have to make him a fancy diner from scratch.

He says

"How about clam chowder."

Since when has calm chowder been fancy?

Grumble.

 

 

Come to think of it...

if we could run around town all day in this...

why can't they go to work in it?

Unless the unthinkable is coming...

more snow or a freeze to turn things to ice.

 

 

I probably just jinxed it didn't I?

Oh crap.

 

 

 

 

 

 

A WORD FROM PHIL...

"AAAAAAAAAAGGGHHH!"

You might think that Phil is screaming because he saw his shadow today and now

there will be 6 more weeks of winter on the way.

But you would be wrong!  

 The Website for this image

is for groundhog meat patties!

( and other groundhog recipes)

Poor Phil.

I'd be screaming too.

=:/

When Phil made his prediction this morning

I looked outside my windows to see fog.

You can't see a shadow in fog...

so I was hopeful.

There must not be any fog where Phil lives.

Drat!

But right now looking outside...

I see sunshine.

The air is in the mid 60s 

and I have violas blooming along the walk to my front door.

Granted these are rather ragged looking violas.

Perhaps only four or five little faces smiling up at me.

They've been chewed on a bit by slugs.

But I'm awfully glad to see them!

The walking has been going good.

Though yesterday I had a serious sock incident!

Go ahead and yuck it up over that...

but it is true.

I don't know why I bought these dumb socks.

The kind with no cuff at all.

While tromping along 

they snuck off my heels and hid in my shoes.

Curled up snug in my instep.

I corrected them twice...

which was playing hell with my pace

and was just plain annoying.

I chose to ignore them after the second time and as it turns out,

this was not a good plan.

I've never really done anything with my instep prior to this, 

other than put it in a sock and walk on it.

Apparently...

my insteps did not appreciate my 
poking them with wadded up sock parts.

They protested this horrific treatment

by swelling up to the size of river rocks.

Or at least that's what it felt like trying to walk on them...

like I had strapped a couple of rocks 

the size of a small canned ham under my delicate feet.

Its kind of made life interesting today.

Happy Groundhog Day!

Could you see your shadow when you walked outside today?