Spring, forward!

Them ol’ Sandia Mountains blues.

Today we take our text from the Gospel According to the Rev. Ken Layne of Desert Oracle Radio:

“Despair eats away at our souls. The most Orwellian thing we can do is wake up in the morning and say to ourselves, “I wonder how the war is going today.’”

I woke up this morning and said to myself, “I wonder where I should ride today.”

Yesterday was Herself’s (mumble-mumblest) birthday, and we celebrated with Herself the Elder, sister Beth, and pal Sue. The eating was medium-light and required assembly, not cookery: smoked salmon and shrimp, various cheeses and crackers, guacamole and chips, and a selection of desserts from the Range Cafe. I slapped a candle in a slice of key lime pie, lit ’er up (the candle, not the pie) and we all sang “Happy Birthday.”

Today, I feel like springing forward on a bike of some sort. The weather is supposed to be stellar and if you miss one of these days you’ll forever be one behind.

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14 Responses to “Spring, forward!”

  1. Par O’Brien Says:

    Happy birthday to Herself from Sandy and Mr. Sandy!

    • JD Says:

      Patty me Boyo …. have you taken up golf? Your name says “Par”. ?????

    • Pat O’Brien Says:

      Oops. Golf, heavens no. I think golf courses should be turned into mountain bike parks. At least in Arizona. Less water use.

    • Patrick O'Grady Says:

      Golf, like cycling, enjoyed a boom during The Plague. The gear is at least as expensive, the clothing’s even uglier, and there’s a bar at the finish line.

      I’m with Pat. Open-space them sumbitches. Bike parks, community gardens, cross-country skiing, etc.

      • Pat O’Brien Says:

        They are a dying breed that uses water we simply don’t have. My neighborhood is built around a golf course country club. We occasionally go to lunch there since you don’t have to be a member to do that. We fit right in as far as age goes. Other than that, nothing else.

  2. khal spencer Says:

    Happy Birthday, belated version, to Herself! And it is a nice day.

    As far as Orwell, war is peace, right? So we should spring out of bed thankful for war! Think of how terrible peace would be, Winston, er, I mean, Patrick!

  3. Patrick O'Grady Says:

    The neighbor kids popped round for a change of scenery (and a little less authority), and when I told them it was Herself’s birthday they sang “Happy Birthday” to her. Kinda got caught in a loop there for a sec’, as in:

    “Happy birthday to you,
    Happy birthday to you,
    Happy birthday to you,
    Happy birthday, dear Shannon,
    Happy birthday to you.”

    Cute lil’ devils they are. Their mom offered to turn them over to us permanently, but we declined, not wanting to deny her the joys of their teenage years.

  4. Shawn Says:

    It looks like it was a find day down there to have a birthday. I hope she did and you et al had a fine time celebrating it with her.

    • Patrick O'Grady Says:

      Yeh, The Boss has had a wonderful time. She hasn’t seen her sis in a couple years, and I don’t remember the last time Sue was around, so it was a joyous reunion for her and Herself the Elder. Everyone’s cackling away about this, that, and the other. They have a lifetime of shared memories and I can’t even remember where I put my glasses (whoops, here they are, on my head).

      This is the first house we’ve ever had that is big enough to comfortably accommodate a couple visitors, which helps. Nobody has to double up or sleep on the floor. But I do have to issue a stern reminder to the voices in my head before I leave the bedroom for the kitchen come morning. Sometimes other people can hear them too.

  5. Herb from Michigan Says:

    Yesterday the Gods laughed and sent my sister 3 inches of snow on her birthday which did not amuse her. And I fired up the snowblower “for the last damn time!”according to Myself. Which was a waste of time since later the sun came out and melted most of it. Today is (joy of all joys) prep day for tomorrow’s colonoscopy. No doubt I can use a break from the feed bag but still….I just hope the doc takes off his Rolex this time. Those sumbitches hurt

  6. SAO' Says:

    Congrats to Herself on yet another successful 365.256363 day, 583825190 mile, 66610 mph lap around the big ball of fire!!

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