Yes, love is in the air. Well, not for me personally (get serious), but it is the first day of spring here in our lil' corner of the Northern Hemisphere, Earth. It's the equinox, y'all! So color me surprised that we are to awaken in the morning coated with the white stuff.
Speaking of the equinox, it has warmed up here over the last few weeks and I realized that I still haven't trimmed up my honeysuckle bushes. Anyone know if it's too late?
Driving this weekend cemented my notion to move somewhere urban and then give up my car. The world is full of stupid people and they are all driving the interstate highways of the Ohio. At one point I think I had an episode of angina. That's it.
If you ever have the notion that I distract myself with the theater, movies, concerts, the symphony, and television so that I don't stop and reflect, you'd be correct.
Continuing with the 'passage of time' theme, I just saw a guy in my office for the first time in ten years. He looked rough. No, seriously, really rough. So you can imagine/forgive/understand that I derived some comfort from that. Thank you, Neutrogena/Aveda/adequate nutrition, hydration and exercise. Huh. So that's what schadenfreude feels like.