Just this time last week I was tracking the possibility for one more snow day. Even though things didn't work out as I would have liked, I quietly hoped that winter still had one more snowstorm in its bag of tricks. After all, the county I work for builds a total of 10 extra days into the calendar for winter mayhem. Days that go unused stay that way...unused. My feeling is- let's take what was given because we can't give it back.
Yesterday the thermometer soared
up into the 70s. This afternoon we hit the 80s. My neighbor's
daffodils are blooming and the DC area is in quite the twitter because the
world famous cherry blossoms may just peak a week or two earlier than expected.
This afternoon I left work around
5:00 and pretty much every car in the parking lot had cleared out. Even Tracey,
my working late buddy, had departed for an unlikely shopping trip for some new
pants. I climbed into my car, rolled
down the windows and blasted the radio. Feeling the warm breeze on my
face it was damn near impossible not to smile.
Strike Zone - We called this morning to reserve a lane at the local bowling alley. "Uh," said the attendant, "we don't do that on weekends, but at 1:30? I don't think yo...
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