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Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Spring Day

The sun is shinning it's 43 & I saw my first robin of the season yesterday.  I've come to enjoy Spring didn't use to but now I do as it's a sign of the end of Winter, I enjoy seeing the flowers bloom & hoping we won't have any more snow for this season.  While summer is nice at times it's too hot for me & means I end up spending time inside to avoid the heat something I dislike doing, seems like if it's not snowing & winter one should be able to be outside.  So Spring & Fall have become my favorite times especially Fall have always loved it reminds me of fun times as a kid.  Halloween; trick or treating; Thanksgiving I've always found enjoyable & without the expectations of Christmas.   Easter will be here before long I used to love Easter also always got a new "outfit" when I was a kid but since my Father died closed to Easter as did my mother-in-law it has lost a lot of it's charm & has become more of a time of missing those that have meant a lot to me in my life.  Besides having grandsons one doesn't have a little girl to buy a dress for although my oldest grandson is a clothes hound he loves new clothes which is enjoyable.  This year he wanted a ping pong table & baseball stuff & younger grandson needed a new guitar which means I'll not need to shop anymore for Easter other than a little candy I mean one has to have a chocolate bunny for Easter.

I've been thinking I might do some rambling about some of the interesting things that happened to me when I was younger I kinda of had some rather different experiences.  It seems like I always attracted weirdo's & wackos.  It seemed at one point in my life it seemed like every weirdo in Morgantown felt it necessary to expose themselves to me whether it was walking the kids down the street or doing my laundry or hitch hiking a ride to work (that wasn't a strange thing to do yrs ago) they somehow felt I was the one that needed to see what they had to offer, LMAO   So just a hint of some of my "interesting" stories. 

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